Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner.
Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting. And, I begin to find out what it takes to look good. And, then there's Cathy.
This story was written in 2002.
Never ask your wife, "What's taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner or you just might find out what takes so long, as I did. My name is Brian and my wife is Janet. At the time of this story we had been married about three years. Janet's job requires her to attend some very fancy parties and dinners once or twice a month and yours truly was always her escort.
This adventure began one fateful Friday evening. We were going to one of these fancy dinners and it was supposed to start a seven, with drinks. It was 6:30 and we were going to be late. I had been ready since six. I walked into the bedroom, Janet was sitting at her dresser and hadn't even put her dress on.
"What's taking so long. We're going to be late."
That statement sealed my fate. She turned around and glared at me.
"What's taking so long? What's taking so long! Do you have any idea what it takes to look as good as you MEN want us to look!? You don't need to answer. Because you have no idea!"
"I'm sorry. But, we should have left fifteen minutes ago."
"I know. We'll just be late. Now, go into my closet and get the dress that's in the dry cleaner’s bag."
"OK."
I knew by the tone of her voice that I was in trouble, so I went into the closet and dutifully got her dress for her. I brought it out and just stood there with it. She got up from her dressing table, took the dress, and removed the dry cleaner’s bag from it, took it off the hanger and looked at it.
"Damn! They told me they got the spot off and they didn't! Wait until I get a hold of him! Now, I've got to find something else to wear."
I knew better than to say any more so I just stood there. She stomped into her closet, and a few minutes later came out wearing a very nice, long, off the shoulder dress.
"Just don't stand there, zip me up.", she said as she turned around.
I zipped her up. She looked very nice, as usual.
"You look very nice." I said, trying to mend fences,
"I guess it will have to do. Get my wrap and we can go."
I helped her with her wrap and we grabbed a cab to the dinner, arriving only twenty minutes late. The dinner was the usual thing. The only thing that was a little unusual was that Janet spent more time than normal talking with her friends Shelly and Cathy.
It was well after Midnight when we arrived back home and the trip was very quiet. Janet was in deep thought the entire time. I figured that she was still mad at me for reminding her that we were going to be late, but, I was wrong. The sex that night was something else. As we were settling down to sleep I thought I heard her say, ‘What's taking so long? I think you’re going to find out.'. But, I wasn't sure, I was already half asleep.
The rest of the weekend went as normal. Saturday we went to a movie. It was Janet's pick, so it was a chick flick. I really don't mind, some of them are good. On Sunday, we spent the day at the park having a picnic lunch and a long swim in the lake. After we got into bed that night, she was playing with my nipples, getting me really turned on. She looked me square in the eyes and said, "So, ‘What's taking so long?' I think that you really need to find out. You need to experience what I go through just to look nice for you. I'll make a deal with you: You spend a weekend in my shoes and I'll do anything that you want me to the following weekend."
"You want me to spend a weekend as a girl?"
"Yes. The whole deal."
"I don't know..."
"Are you afraid to find out what takes so long? Are you afraid to find out what it feels like to be feminine for a few days? I know that you have a feminine side. I've know for a long time. I know that you wear some of my things when I'm gone and I've found some of the bookmarks that you have on your computer."
I just lay there and looked at her, getting a little tear of fright in my eye.
She continued, "Don't start crying on me. One of the reasons that I fell in love and married you is that you were always kind and gentle. You are one of the kindest people that I know, and I wouldn't have you any other way."
"How... How long have you known?"
"Well before we were married. Your Mom told me that she suspected that you were wearing some of her things, as well as some of your sister Kate's things. She could never prove it, but she knew that you were a special boy."
"She knew? Did my sister?"
"Your Mom never said if Kate did or not. I don't think your Mom cared that you wore her things. She said that you were always careful with them. It didn't seem to bother her. She just wanted me to be aware before we were married. I wish you would have told me up front."
"You’re not mad?"
"No. I've been reading up on crossdressers, transvestites, etc., and I think I understand that it's something that's just part of you. Something that you need to do. Something that you can't stop doing."
"I wish I didn't feel this way. I've tried to stop, but I just can't.", and I started to cry.
She hugged me, saying, "It's OK. It's part of you. There is nothing you can do to stop. It's just you., and I don't love you any less. I only wish you would have told me about it."
"I'm sorry, but, I was afraid to."
"You shouldn't have been afraid to tell me. What about my offer? You spend a weekend in my shoes and I'll do anything that you want me to the following weekend."
"You really want me to spend a weekend as a woman?"
"Yep. I want you to find out what it's like to be a woman, or at least partially. I think that it would help you better understand what I go through. And, maybe I can try and understand you better. Deal?"
"Deal."
She smiled and gave me a big hug. Then said, "Can you take Friday off?"
"I think. Why?"
"It will take all day Friday just getting you ready for the weekend. A girl isn't made in an hour. I've made an appointment for you at the day spa that Shelly owns, and it will take her and her staff the better part of the day to do their magic."
"You've already made arraignments? I don't know if I want anyone else to know."
"Too late. That discussion that I was having with Shelly and Cathy at dinner last Friday was about you. Shelly has done this before, and actually has about a dozen customers that are crossdressers. So relax, everything is going to be fine."
You know how when you’re waiting for something to happen, either the time flies or it goes very slowly? Well the next four days dragged by. Thursday night finally arrived and Janet took me out dinner, by then I was getting the idea that she was really looking forward to me going through with this. She just got so excited whenever she talked about it. I have to admit that I was kind of curious too. After dinner, we took a walk before heading home, and again some great sex that night.
"Get a good night’s sleep. You have an early up and a long day ahead of you tomorrow.", she said. She turned off the light and fell right to sleep. I just laid there and thought about what I was getting into.
The alarm went off at 5:00. Janet jumped out of bed, yanked the covers off and said, "Come on sleepy head, rise and shine. Today is your big day. Get a good shower and shave real close while I make us some breakfast."
I rolled out of bed and headed for the bathroom. After my shower, I shaved twice trying to remove as much of my overnight growth as I could. I walked out to the bedroom, and there was some clothes on the bed for me. A pair of panties, a bra, and some of my regular male outer clothes. I pulled on the panties, just love the feel of nylon. I wrapped the bra around my chest with the fastener in front, fastened it, rotated it around my chest, and put my arms through the straps.
"I knew you had done that before, and now I'm sure. You’re too good at it.", I heard Janet say from the door.
I turned towards her and she was smiling.
I finished dressing and we had a light breakfast. As she said:‘A girl has to watch her figure.'
"Well, are you ready to go?", she asked.
"As ready as I will ever be. Are you really sure that you want me to do this?"
"Yes. I'm really excited to see how you feel about what us regular girls go through for you guys."
"Let's go."
We drove a little farther out of town, to a secluded area where the houses are about a quarter of a mile apart and set back a couple of hundred yards from the street. We turned into a driveway that was only marked by a house number sign, "7587 Highspring Road". The house looked like a small version of an English manor house.
I looked at her and said, "How much is this costing?"
"Don't worry. It's all been taken care of."
"By who?"
"Don't ask questions. Just get out of the car." she said as she parked and turned off the car.
We got out of the car and walked up to the door. Janet pressed the door bell button and in a minute Shelly answered the door. The girls greeted each other with a hug and cheek kiss.
"Shelly, you remember Brian, don't you?"
"Of course I do. Brian, I understand that you want to find out what a girl goes through to be pretty for the boys?"
I looked at Janet, she smiled at me. I looked at Shelly and said, "I guess."
"He sounds a little tentative, Janet?"
"I think he's just nervous. He doesn't know what's going to happen."
"Brian, there is nothing to be nervous about. We are only going to do what we do to the girls that come here and want to look like a million bucks when they leave. Janet has had most of the services for herself that we are going to do for you. Haven't you Janet?"
"Yes, and you know how good I look when I come home from here. Ready to get started?"
"You always look great, but they have something really great to start with. With me?" I trailed off.
"Come on in here, you two, so we can get started." Shelly said.
The three of us walked into the house. Shelly explained, that she lived on the second floor with her husband, and used the first floor for her business. They had inherited the house from her husband's parents.
We walked into a room that was set up as a very fancy waiting room. Very soft chairs, all with telephones next to them. The decorations were very feminine and very nicely done. Shelly said, "We don't need to stop here, you’re only one of four clients that we have today and the others won't be here for a few hours. That we can devote our full time to you, at least in the beginning."
We walked through one of the doors that ran off of the waiting room. This room was done more like what I would expect to see in a beauty shop, but, the decor was much more elegant. The chair was well padded and looked to be covered in leather. The shelves were all glass, the cabinets were oak and everything was spotless.
Shelly turned to me, and said, "Lets see what we have to work with. Take off your clothes."
I looked a Janet. "Go on.", she said.
I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and removed it, revealing my bra. I then took off my shoes and pants. I was standing there in only a bra and panty, in front of my wife and Shelly. Shelly never changed her expression, she was all business. She had me turn around.
"Definite possibilities. Definite possibilities.", she said as she pressed a button on the wall. In a few seconds in walked Cathy. She continued, "You remember Cathy don't you? She was at the dinner last week. You might as well take off the bra, you don't have any breasts yet."
"Hi, Brian."
"Hi, Cathy.", I said as I removed the bra.
"Cathy is going to take a few measurements, so that we get everything correct. And, do you mind if we take a picture? We like to have a before and after picture of all out transformations."
"No, as long as it doesn't get out."
"It won't. We keep one print for our album. You get the negative and any prints that you want."
With that Cathy took my picture and started measuring everything from my head down.
Wait a second, did she say, "..you don't have any breasts, yet"? What did she mean by "yet"?
After Cathy finished measuring, she handed the paper to Shelly. She looked it over, turned to Janet, and said, "Our guess as to his sizes were very close."
"Good.", Janet said, "I'll go shopping while you get started."
"You’re leaving!?", I said.
"You’re in good hands, and I have some shopping to do for our new girl. Besides, I don't want to see you until you’re all done. I'll be back this afternoon."
She gave me a kiss, turned, and walked out the door.
Shelly said, "We might as well get started. The first part is the most unpleasant one. We need to remove all your body hair, and the best way to do that is with a body wax. It hurts to start with, but as your endorphins kick in it gets bearable. Janet asked us to give you a bikini wax. Is that ok?"
"I guess. But, all my body hair?"
"Sure. It will make you smooth and soft. Here, put this on and Cathy can take you to the waxing room. We'll come back here later.", as she handed me a short, light pink, silk robe. I put it on and it hit me about mid-thigh.
Cathy took my hand and led me out through the door that she came in through and down a hall to the end room. We walked in and there was another girl there. Cathy said, "This is Kate. She is our waxing technician, and she is very good at it. Kate this is Brian."
"Hi Brian. I know that Miss Shelly told you there is a little pain involved with this, but, we'll make it as painless as possible. Since we are doing a bikini wax on you, you need to strip."
I blushed.
"It's OK. We have a number of male clients, and we've seen it all."
I reached up under the robe and pulled the panties down, then untied the robe and very slowly removed it.
Kate looked me over, and said to Cathy, "Well not too much body hair, except on the legs and arms. We'll trim the hair in the genital area, before we wax it." Then she turned to me and said, "OK Brian, up on the table and on your stomach. We'll start with the back of your legs and work up. We've found that by starting on the back of the legs that, by the time we get higher up on the body the endorphins have kicked in. Since we're doing a full body wax, both Cathy and I will be working on you."
I got up on the table and laid on my stomach. Cathy and Kate each rolled a cart up to the table. Kate said, "Since you've never had this done before, here’s what were going to do. We'll spread the warm wax on a long narrow strip of your skin. Then we'll place strips of cloth over the wax. Wait a few seconds. And, pull the strips off. The wax isn't hot enough to burn you. But, there will be a little pain when we pull the strips of cloth off. We'll warn you the first time we pull off the strip. Are you ready?"
"Go ahead.", I said. What did I get myself into?
I felt Cathy and Kate spread the wax over an area on both of my lower legs. Then I felt them place the cloth in place and rub it a couple of times. Then Kate said, "Ready. 1 - 2 - 3". I felt a pain like I've never felt before and jumped.
"Ouch! That really hurt."
"The first one is always the worst. We'll wait a minute before we do the next area.", Kate said. As she and Cathy rubbed the areas that they had just done. After a minute or so, I felt them apply the wax to another area, then the cloth strip. And, with no warning this time, they pulled the strips off. It hurt almost as much.
"Any better?, Kate asked.
"A little. You girls really go through this on a regular basis?"
"Yes. It's funny, but the more you do it the easier it gets. Also, over time the hair grows in finer and thinner, and you don't have to do it as often."
I felt them going through the procedure again. This time it was a little better than the last. By the time they were through with the back of my legs it really wasn't too bad. Having you butt waxed is really something, something like being paddled. They worked up my back, at first it hurt almost as bad as when they started on my legs, but it was getting easier. They finally finished my back and I rolled over. I completely forgot that I was stark naked. I blushed and went to cover my privates when I realized that there I was showing everything to these two girls.
"Don't be so embarrassed Brian. We've seen it all.", Cathy said.
They started working up my legs. I was getting a little concerned when they got close to my privates. Kate took out a pair of electric clippers, like a barber uses, and worked around my genitals, saying, "We need to get the hairs a little shorter. Plus, we want to have the hairs that we leave looking neat and trim. Janet wanted us to leave a little hair in a feminine look. We really wanted to do you like we do hers, hairless. It looks so good that way."
They started giving me the bikini wax. That really hurt.
Once done there, they started working up my belly and chest. That was easy compared to the bikini wax. They then did my hand and arms. And, I figured that they were done. But, they weren't. They had my underarms to do. I figured that this would really hurt. But, surprisingly it didn't. When they were done, they had me stand up and Kate went over me with a fine tooth comb, to see if they had missed anything. There were a couple of spots, and she redid the areas very quickly.
"Well that was the worst part.", Cathy said, "Now, it's time for some relaxation." She had me put my robe back on and took me to another room. In it was a marble tub filled with a clear liquid that smelled very good. She said, "This is a special bath that will help your skin recover from the waxing, it's thicker than water. You need to just slide down into the liquid, so that your whole body is covered. Then we'll dim the lights, turn on some soft music, and let you relax for a while."
I took off my robe, no longer embarrassed, and stepped into the bath. The warm liquid was a little thinner than warm honey and felt very good. I slid in until my body was covered up to the neck. Cathy turned down the lights, turned on some very soothing music, and left saying, "See you in a little while with some lunch."
I just relaxed, closed my eyes, and thought about nothing. What ever this liquid was, it was very relaxing.
What seemed like minutes later, Cathy walked in carrying a tray. She said, "Well did you have a good relaxing soak?"
"Yes. But, I've only been in here for a few minutes."
"No. Try a little longer than a half an hour."
"No way."
"Yes. Very relaxing isn't it? Ready for a little lunch?"
"Yes and yes,"
"Good. Stay in the tub, you need another ten minutes or so. I'll feed you, so you can stay completely immersed."
She fed me like you see the slave girls feeding the emperor in those old movies. She gave me grapes, cheese squares, little squares of meat, and ice tea to drink. When we were finished, she helped me out of the tub and showed me to a shower. I took a nice long, hot shower. I felt my hairless body for the first time and got turned on. I put my robe back on and walked out of the shower room, and Cathy took me to another room.
She said, "The pampering continues. This is Sally. She is will give you a very good massage, and at the same time rub in a very good moisturizer. The moisturizer will do a couple of things. It will, along with the bath, help your skin recover from the waxing. Of course it will moisturize your skin and it will also help keep you hair from regrowing too fast."
"Oh, how long before the hair starts to grow back?"
"Well, usually, it's six to eight weeks before any sign of it returns. The makeup of the bath liquid and the moisturizers keeps the hair from regrowing. Then we do it all over again."
"Six to eight weeks! I didn't realize that it took that long. I figured that it would regrow as fast as my facial hair did."
"Normally it does. But, the additives in the bath and moisturizer fool the hair into not growing. Now, be good for Sally. I'll be back when she's finished." Cathy left me alone with Sally.
"Hi, Brian. Let's take the robe off, hop up on my table and well get started. You'll enjoy this."
I took the robe off and laid down on my stomach. She started at my feet and very slowly started working up my legs, making small talk all the time. The moisturizer that she was using had a very feminine aroma to it. She continued up my body, missing nothing. After what I figured was ten minutes, she had me roll over on my back. Again she started at my feet and worked her way up. She commented on how well my bikini wax looked and I thanked her. She worked her way up to my chest and spent a long time there, using a different type of moisturizer. She then worked on my arms. When she was done, she said, "Be careful. Some people after an hour’s massage and a nice long hot bath get very dizzy when they sit up, so go slow."
"It's been a hour?"
"Yes, actually a little longer than a hour. So go slow."
I sat up and did feel a little light headed, so I sat there for a minute until my head cleared. Cathy walked back into the room, and said, "Well you look all rested and relaxed."
"That was just great. I never knew that a massage could feel so good. Thank you, Sally."
"My pleasure. Come back and see us."
"I just might." What did I just say?
"Are you ready for some more pampering?"
"If it's anything like the bath and massage, yes."
"You'll enjoy this just as much. This is where we'll start bring out your fem side."
I hesitated for a second and then figured that's what I was here for. I put my robe on and Cathy led me back to the original room where this all started. There Shelly was waiting for us.
"Don't we look all pampered and relaxed, and you smell really good.", Shelly said.
"I feel great. I didn't know that a long hot bath followed by a massage could feel so good. I'm beginning to see why you girls like this sort of thing."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Now the real fun begins. When we're finished here, I'm convinced that we'll have you looking and feeling like a girl."
"That's my deal with Janet. Spend a weekend finding out what it's like to be a girl."
"Well the first thing that we need to do is give you a girl’s shape. We thought that forms in a bra would work, but Janet wanted it to be as close to real as possible. So, we are going to use a pair of glue-on prosthesis forms. These are as close to being real, in feel and weight, as any that are made."
"Glue on? Does that mean I'm stuck with them for a long time?"
"No. The glue will degrade all by itself after about 30 days and the forms will just come off. But, there is a solvent that will cause the glue to dissolve any time you want it to, and we'll be sure you have a bottle before you leave."
"I guess. Let's go for it."
"Robe off and into the chair."
I took the robe off and sat in the chair. Cathy reclined the chair until I was almost laying flat. Shelly walked over with two boxes and set them on a cart that already had a couple of bottles on it.
Shelly continued, "With your chest size, we are going to try a C cup first and if that doesn't look right, we'll go up a size. So, just lay back and let us do our thing."
She took one of the forms out of it's box and set it on my chest, moved it around a little and then drew a very light outline of it on my skin. She did the same with the other form, then placed them both back in their boxes and gave them to Cathy. I saw Cathy spread a liquid on the back of the forms. Shelly spread some liquid on my chest, being careful to stay within the lines. She said, "We have to wait for the liquid to dry. Then we'll carefully position the forms. Let them dry for a few minutes and presto, you'll have breasts."
I laid there, thinking of why I was doing this. I guess it was out of my love for Janet and a curiosity of what it might be like. After about five minutes Shelly checked the glue and pronounced it dry. She took the form for the right side and carefully put it place. She pressed on it very firmly and then worked around the edges. Then she took my right hand and placed it on the form, saying, "You need to hold it firmly in place for a few minutes."
"You’re right, it feels almost like skin, but cooler."
"Give it a little while and it will warm to body temperature and it will feel just like it's part of you."
She then moved to the left side and went through the same procedure, and there I was holding both of my breasts in place. My breasts?
After about five minutes, she checked the adhesion and said it was a good job. She worked around the edges and re- glued any edge that was loose. Then Cathy took some makeup and worked around the edge. When she was done, you couldn't see where the prostheses ended and my skin started. "This is a semi-permanent makeup that will stay in place, even in the shower, for about a week and then it can be reapplied or, with a solvent, it can be removed any time.", Cathy said.
"Lets sit you up, so that you can see what they feel like. Then we can see if we need to go up another size."
The weight on my chest was amazing. I never realized that a set of breasts was so heavy. Shelly saw the reaction on my face. Smiled and said, "Heavy aren't they?"
"A lot more than I thought they would be. How do they look."
"I like they way they look on you. I think we picked the right size. But, we'll let Janet make the final decision, she might want you bigger. Let's get your bra on, it will be more comfortable."
She handed me the bra that I had worn that morning and I put it on just the way I had that morning. She smiled at me, saying, "Janet was right. You've done it before. You just need to learn how to get your breasts into the bra cups properly. Bend over, and move them around until they seat in the cups and feel good."
I did as she suggested and when I stood up straight, I had cleavage.
"Very good. I think Janet will be happy with this. Now we need to get your butt and hips into proportion with your breasts. There are a couple of ways we can do this. There is a type of panty that has forms that fill out both the hips and butt. Then there is a special kind of panty, it's made by the same company that makes the breast forms. It's glued on in about the same way, but it has a vagina and you have to pee sitting down. You can actually have sex with it on, but you’re on the female side, no erection, but you can climax. I asked Janet about it, and she said that it was up to you."
"Why not. I've gone this far, might as well go all the way."
"I thought that you might.", she said as she reached for another box. She took out something that looked like a female torso from the belly button to just below the cheeks. "Now, when you put this on, there is a sheath inside that your penis goes into. It will allow you to pee like a girl. Also, the gel that we'll put in it before you put it on will keep you from having an erection. But, you will still have full sensitivity. We'll then use a special glue to glue it all in place. Still want to do it?"
"Sure."
She took the torso form and filled the tube with a gel, and handed it to me. I started putting my penis into the tube. As soon as it touched the gel I started getting hard, and it slipped right in. In a few seconds I went soft. I got up on the table again, and Shelly and Cathy went to work with the glue and makeup. When they were done, I got up and looked in the mirror, and saw my head on a girl’s body.
"What do you think?"
"I can't believe that they make things like this. I looks so natural, right down to the hair. The only problem that I see is that there is no feeling when I touch my breasts or bottom."
"Technology has only come so far. Maybe someday they will develop something that will have feeling. We have more to do any time you’re ready."
"Well, I need to try out the peeing like a girl option."
"The restroom is over there, and don't forget to wipe when you done. Oh, here are your panties, might as well start wearing them.", Cathy said.
I walked into the restroom and sat on the toilet. It took a little while to start, but once I did it came in a torrent. It was different than peeing like a man, it appeared to spray out instead of being a stream. I remembered to wipe.
When I came back out there were three girls waiting for me, Shelly, Cathy, and a girl introduced as Alice, their nail technician. I sat back in the chair and they went to work. Cathy began with a pedicure, Alice began on a manicure, and Shelly started on my face.
Shelly said, "I'm going to start working on your eyes. So, I want you to close them and not open them until I tell you."
I closed my eyes and I felt her start working to work. It felt like she was measuring, she wold touch my nose and the corner of one eye, and then the other. She wold touch my nose again, and the inside corner of my eye. I then felt her apply something on my eyebrow. Then something else. All of a sudden I felt her pull quickly and felt the pain that I had when my legs were first waxed. Oh God, she had just waxed my eyebrow. Then she did it the other one. I had to see what she had done.
"Can I see?"
"I guess, but it's your last look in a mirror until we're done."
I opened my eyes, she handed me a mirror, and I looked. I now had very thin, very feminine, eyebrows. I sighed.
Shelly took the mirror away and continued working on my face. "Did you shave this morning?"
"Yes. Twice."
"Were going to have to do it again."
She got a bowl of hot water, and proceed to shave me. Very close. When she was done, she ran a ball of cotton all over my face and pronounced it smooth. She then got started with my makeup. The first thing was a good moisturizer. I won't bother you with all the details, but she spent a lot of time working on the foundation and my eyes. She also told me that the moisturizer had something that would retard beard growth for a few days and, if I would continue to use it, a time would come when I wouldn't have to shave at all.
Cathy finished with my feet, and I had some very pretty red nails. Alice was working on a set of acrylic nails that went about a half an inch beyond the end of my fingers, and the same red as my toes. The only thing that I see were my feet and hands, and they were looking very feminine. Shelly was almost done. She said to Cathy, "Go and see if Janet is back and if she is, tell her that were almost done and ready for the unveiling, just as soon as I get a wig fitted."
Cathy walked out to the reception room and returned in a few minutes. "She's here and has a number of packages with her."
"Good. Go and get the wig that we selected and we'll see how it looks. Brian, this is a human hair wig and will feel almost natural."
Shelly took the wig, a strawberry blond one that went to just below my shoulders and carefully fitted it over a wig cap that she had added while she was working on my makeup. She fussed, combed, brushed, and sprayed until it was done to her satisfaction.
"You know,", she said to me, "a woman's hair is her crowning glory, and yours is fit for a queen. Are you ready for the unveiling?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
"OK. Cathy, go get Janet."
Cathy went to the door and motioned for Janet to come in. When Janet walked in, the packages she was carrying hit the floor, along with her jaw. Once she recovered, she said, "I see four lovely women in this room, one is me, one is Shelly, one is Cathy, but who is this! It can't be Brian, no one that beautiful and feminine could possibly be named Brian. My name is Janet, what's yours?"
I looked at her, smiled, and said, "My name is Briana."
"Briana? A very pretty name. Shelly, I can't believe what you and the other girls have done. She is downright gorgeous. Been thinking about a new name very long honey?", she asked with a wink.
Shelly said, "We had a good clean canvas too work with. She was very apprehensive to start with, but I think that she really enjoyed herself. She even went with the special panty."
With that Janet's face just lit up.
"You know girls, you've had the mirrors covered in here and I haven't seen what I look like. Can I please see?", I asked.
"Not right now honey. I want you to be complete when you see yourself for the first time.", Janet said.
I pouted like a 5 year old.
"But, Briana, I brought you some new clothes. I figured that you wouldn't want to leave in those old, ugly male clothes, looking like the gorgeous woman that you are."
"Why thank you, Janet. You really shouldn't have, but, it's very nice of you.", I was getting into the role. "Shelly, would you and Cathy excuse us for a little while so that I can get dressed."
"Of course sweetheart, but Cathy needs to take one of the after pictures first.", Shelly said, "Then we'll be in the reception area when you’re done. Take off your robe."
When I took off the robe, Janet's eyes just lit up. Cathy took another picture, and she and Shelly left us alone. Janet just stood there for a few seconds looking at me. She finally said, "I didn't really think that you'd go through with it. And, you actually choose the special panties." She walked over and gave me a big kiss, saying, "I love you, Briana."
"A deal is a deal, and I love you too, Shelly. You didn't mess up my lipstick did you?"
"No silly. Shelly uses permanent lipstick. It won't come off for a long time. Drop the panties."
I dropped them. She just stared.. "Turn around."
I did a slow turn.
"You can't see the seam. Shelly really does great work. Let's see the breasts."
I took off the bra. Janet walked over and copped a feel.
"My they feel real. OK, let's get you dressed. We have things to do."
She started going through the packages that she had brought in, and handed me a few. First was a demi-bra, which she helped me put on, followed by a garter belt and black nylons, then sexy panties that matched the bra. Then a gorgeous print silk skirt and white silk blouse and a pair of black Mary Jane's with a 2" heel. She had even gotten me a feminine watch, some rings, a necklace and ear rings. Ear rings for pierced ears!
"Oh, we have one more thing to do. You can't wear those ear rings without getting your ears pierced.", she said as she pulled out a piercing gun. I sat down in the chair, and said, "Go for it." Shortly I had two piercings in each ear with ear rings to match.
The only thing that we couldn't do anything about was my Adams Apple, but Janet came up with a answer. She found a very fancy cloth choker that hid it perfectly.
"OK, let's have a look." I modeled my outfit for her. She just smiled and said, "Girl, the only thing that isn't female on you is your voice. There is no way anyone is going to know you're a guy."
"Can I see now?"
"Yes. Go stand in front of the full length mirror and turn your back to it. I'll pull the cover."
I walked over in front of the mirror. Assumed my best feminine pose, which wasn't good.
"Here we go. On 3. 1, 2, 3"
The cover came off the mirror, and I was face to face with a very beautiful woman. It took a few seconds to realize that, that woman was me. I got lightheaded, and thought that I was going to pass out. Janet rushed over and helped me into the chair.
"Are you OK?"
"I think so. It was a shock to see myself like this. I never realized that I could look like this."
"Isn't makeup wonderful? It works great on a good canvas. Let's get things picked up, we have things to do."
We got everything together and walked out into the reception room. Shelly and Cathy were there, as was another woman, who appeared to be paying her bill. They turned towards us, Shelly and Cathy smiled, the woman just said, "Oh my! My dear you are very pretty." I smiled and blushed.
We waited while the woman finished paying her bill and left.
Shelly said, "Briana, you just passed your first test. That lady is the president of one of the biggest lady’s clubs in town, and if she didn't read you I doubt that anyone else will."
Cathy added, "Briana, if I didn't know better. I'd say that you were the most feminine woman in the room and there was no way that there was a man under there." She gave me a kiss on the cheek. "We need one more picture. A group picture of the four of us.", she added.
We got into a nice group pose, as Cathy set the timer. The flash went off and Shelly said, "There’s a great picture, two very pretty girls and two very pretty boys."
"Two very pretty girls and two very pretty boys?", I said, looking very puzzled at Shelly.
Shelly grinned, and said, "Briana, I would like you to meet my husband, Carl."
I just stood there and stared. "Cathy? You're a man? Can't be."
"Yes. Always have been a man, always will be. At least between the legs. I have the body of a woman and the genitalia of a man. Like I tell everyone, I was born a man and made a woman "
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting. Go out! Looking like this?
My wife Janet and I were just leaving the day spa, with me looking 100% female, or so she said. When we found out that Cathy was really Carl. He/she had said, "Yes. Always have been a man, always will be. At least between the legs. I have the body of a woman and the genitalia of a man. Like I tell everyone, I was born a man and made a woman."
"I would have never guessed.", I said.
"That's the way we like it. Most everyone think that Shelly and I are a lesbian couple. And, we let them think that. Very few people know, and now you do. Please keep our secret?"
"Your secret is secure with us. But, I have to know more."
"Not now honey.", Janet broke in, "We have a reservation, and then someplace else to be by 8."
"I promise that we will fill you in on everything the next time we see you.", Cathy/Carl said.
"As long as you promise. A reservation? Where? For What?", I said with some excitement.
"Well, you've been such a good girl today, that I thought that I'd treat you to dinner at Lombardie's. I know how you love their food. So, we have a reservation. And, we had better hurry or we're going to be late.", Janet said.
"Lombardie's? But, they know me there. They'll know it's me."
"Want to bet?"
"We've been there so many times. That they will know it's me with you."
"No they won't. They'll just think I'm out with a girl friend for the evening. Like I said, want to bet?"
"Yea, I'll bet. That is if you can get me into the restaurant."
"Oh, you’re such a baby. Here's the deal. If you are read by anyone at the restaurant, then instead of me doing anything that you want me to do next weekend. I'll do what ever you want me to do for a month. But, if you’re not read, then I don't have to do what you wanted me to do next weekend, but you have to do what I want you to do. Deal?"
"A whole month? Hmm . . . Deal!"
"One last thing. You can't give yourself away on purpose."
"No chance there."
Janet smiled at Shelly and Cathy.
We said goodbye to the girls, with a little hug and cheek kiss. For some reason, I was walking on a cloud, but a very nervous cloud. We got in the car, with Janet driving we weren't going to be late. She can drive like a fighter pilot when she wants to. On the way to Lombardie's, we chatted about today.
"Did you enjoy your day at the spa?"
"Almost. The only thing I really didn't like was when my eyebrows were waxed, and the bikini waxing wasn't pleasant either."
"Do you have an idea now, what we girls have to go through?"
"Yes, I can see that some of it is a real pain, and some can be rather pleasant. I really liked the soak and massage. But, I know that you don't go to a spa or beauty parlor everyday, so that you have to do a lot of this yourself."
"Yes. You'll find out more about that tomorrow. What did you think about Cathy?"
"I was shocked, to say the least. She is completely passable. How did they do it? And, did you know beforehand?"
"As far as knowing, yes. I've know about Cathy for sometime. Ever since I started researching crossdressing. And, I'll tell you more about that after dinner. As far as how they did it. I'm not sure, but I think we'll find out."
We arrived at Lombardie's, and she parked at the far end of the parking lot.
"Why did you park so far away? Are you sure that I'll pass?"
"I want to watch you walk. That's about the only thing that we haven't worked on, other than your voice. I figure that you've tried on my shoes, so you may not be to bad. But, I want to see. And, honey, like I've told you already, you are completely passable. Just let me do the talking, you just smile and look pretty. "
We got out of the car, I was very nervous, and started walking towards the restaurant. With me in the lead and Janet watching how I was walking.
"Not too bad. Just put one foot almost directly in front of the other. That's better. You've got a real nice tush wiggle. Another thing to remember, when you go to sit down sweep your skirt under you and keep you knees together. And, remember let the guys open doors, and pull your chair out for you."
We got to the front door of the restaurant and the doorman opened the door for us, and said. "Good evening ladies." Janet responded with, "Good evening." I just smiled.
The Maitre d' greeted us with, "May I help you ladies?"
"Yes. We have a reservation for two, under the name of Blankenship."
"Oh, yes MS Blankenship. I didn't recognize you. Right this way."
As we walked through the dining room, I felt like every eye was on me. And, I was getting very nervous. When we reached our table, I waited for the Maitre d' to pull out my chair. And, I remembered to sweep my skirt under me.
After the Maitre d' left, Janet said, "Very good honey. You were just great."
"I felt like everyone in here was reading me as a guy.", I whispered to her.
"Oh, no. The men were drooling, and the women were green with envy. I told you that no one would read you. You are just one gorgeous broad.", she said with a wink and smile.
The waiter showed up, and Janet gave him our drink order. We just chatted like two girl friends. I tried talking in a whisper, so my voice didn't give me away. Dinner went smoothly, I copied the way Janet ate, small pieces, and crew well. We ordered coffee, and while waiting for it I had to use the restroom and was in a little bit of a panic.
"What's wrong, honey?"
"I have to use the restroom and I'm not sure what to do."
"Just use the women's.", she said with a little laugh, " If you would walked into the men's looking like you do, it would cause a panic. Just remember to wipe when you’re done, and freshen up your makeup. You'll be just fine."
I got up and headed for the restrooms. I again felt every eye in the place follow me. I went in, and it was very pretty, much better than the men's room I bet. I did my thing, walked out of the stall, and there was a lady freshening her makeup at the mirror. I hesitated for a second, and walked up to the sinks to wash my hands. I then walked over next to her to freshen my makeup. And she said, "Hi." Thinking fast, I looked at her, smiled, maybe a little nervously, pointed at my throat, and said in as scratchy feminine voice as I could, "Hi, lost my voice."
"Oh, you poor dear. You need to take better care of yourself.”
I smiled at her, and just nodded yes.
And, she left. And, I was very relieved. I freshened my makeup, and returned to our table. I told Janet about the lady. We finished our coffee, paid the bill, and left the restaurant. Again, it felt like everyone in the place was watching me. We got into the car, Janet said, "Were just going to be in time."
"In time for what?"
"When I was researching crossdressing, I came across a group that provides support for crossdressers, transsexuals, etc. And, I contacted them. They invited me to a meeting about two months ago. When I got there, who should be there but Shelly and Cathy. And, was I surprised. We chatted for awhile before the meeting started, I found that they were the President and Secretary of this chapter, and that Cathy was really Carl. The meeting was very interesting, after a short business meeting, they had a program and this one was on support for significant others or SO's. It really opened my eyes.
"After the meeting, Shelly invited me to go with them to a local coffee house. We had a long talk about you over coffee. And, she gave me the details about what they do at the day spa for their special customers. We came up with a plan to get you to the spa, and your comment the night of the dinner, about what was taking so long, just opened the door. You took to it so well, that we figured that you might like to attend a meeting and tonight is the meeting."
"Interesting. So, the three of you had this planned two months ago?"
"Yes. I'm sorry that we had to be sneaky. But, I wasn't sure how you would accept it. If you hadn't been open to it, I would have just dropped it. But, our original deal is off. You weren't read at the restaurant, and now you have to do what I want you to do next weekend."
"You have really surprised me. I was afraid that if you ever found out that I enjoyed the softer things that you would leave me. And, now you've not only accepted it, but are leading me out of the closet. I've never really done makeup before and I love it. And, yes I lost the bet, I'm yours to do with as you want next weekend. I love you."
"I love you too. And, it's really been a learning experience for me. I've really enjoyed seeing you transform from a guy to a girl. In fact it's been kind of a turn on."
With that she turned into a church parking lot and found a place to park. We walked into the church hall hand in hand. There were about 35 others there. There was a real cross section of crossdressers, transsexuals, real girls, and a few guys. I spotted Shelly and Cathy right away. And when they saw us, and came over. After hugs and kisses, they started introducing us to some of the others that were there. I found that the guys, were actually female to male. And, that the oldest girl there was 72, and the youngest was 15, and her mother was also there. We chatted with the others and they complimented me on how good I looked, and I admitted that I owed it all to Shelly and the day spa.
After the business meeting, they formally introduced Janet and I as a new members. Another surprise from Janet. Then we had a program on wigs, and wig care. There was a short social time and it was off to the coffee shop. I couldn't wait to sit down with Cathy. We followed them a couple of blocks to an all night coffee shop. Found a nice quiet booth, and ordered a round of drinks.
"Cathy, you look so good. I have to know how did you do it. You are so passable that it's just amazing.", I said.
Shelly said, pulling out a photo album, "First things first. Here are the pictures from today. We took some that we didn't tell you about, and the negatives are all there, as promised."
We looked through the pictures, it showed every step that they had done, from all male to a fully transformed girl. It was an amazing trip.
She continued, "We like to document all the steps. I've kept one copy for my album. If you don't mind I would like to use these in an album that I show to potential clients. We'll fuzz out your face and other things. No one will know it's you. What do you say?"
"The pictures are great. I don't have a problem with you using them, as long as Janet doesn't mind."
"There your pictures. And, I don't have a problem."
"Great. Will you sign the release?", Shelly asked.
"Sure." And, I signed Briana/Brian Blankenship.
I looked at Cathy, and said, "Well?"
"When I met Shelly I was a senior in college and living in my own apartment. Which was good thing, I probably has three or four times as many female clothes as male. I didn't have any male underwear, just panties. I had been crossdressing for as long as I could remember. My mother had actually caught me when I was about eight. We had a long talk, as long as you can with an eight year old. And, nothing more was said for awhile. About two weeks after I was caught, I came home from school and there was a package on my bed with a note. The note said, 'Carl, the clothes in the package are for you. I've made room for them in your closet and chest of drawers. I want you to have your own things, so you don't have to wear mine. Love, Mom". And, I still have that note.
"That package contained, panties, a bra, stockings, a nightgown, a pair of shoes, a skirt, and a blouse. That was the beginning of a closet full of clothes. I couldn't help myself, every time I saw a pretty thing, I just had to have it.
"Mom kept buying me things right through college. She even showed me how to do makeup, and style my hair. I'm an only child, and I think that she may have really wanted a girl. She even liked me to be dressed around the house. By the time I was a senior in high school, I was going out dressed. I knew I wasn't gay, I only like girls. But, finding one that liked a somewhat effeminate guy was hard, so girl friends were few and far between. Then as I said I met Shelly in my senior year of college. It didn't take us long to fall in love. But, I had to tell her about my other side. And, I was afraid that she would walk out on me.
"One Friday night after dinner and a movie, we came back to my apartment. I told her that there was something very serious that I had to tell her. Her first reaction was I was ill. I told her no, but that it just might effect our relationship. She was very worried. I sat and told her the story from the beginning, I didn't leave anything out. By the time I was done we were both almost in tears. She sat and looked at me. Held my hands. And, told me that she loved me for me, and if I had a feminine side that she could also love that part of me. We just cuddled up on the couch and fell asleep.
"In was morning she asked me if she could see my clothes. I took her to the spare bedroom and opened up the walk in closet and let her go through the drawers in my dresser and chest of drawers. Her only comment was, you have more clothes and makeup than I do, can I borrow them. We just smiled at each other, hugged, and then kissed. She then asked, the first of two big questions. 'Are you gay?' My response was, 'We've been together for a few months, and I think that you already know the answer to that. Don't you?'. She smiled. Her second question was, 'Can I see the fem you?'. I told her if she really wanted to, but to be sure. And, she said she was, and she wanted to watch me dress.
"I proceed to change from Carl to Cathy. She just sat on the bed and watched. When I was done, she just stared, and finally said, 'You’re beautiful.' I blushed, then smiled at her, and then asked the loaded question, 'Can you still love me?' Her answer was a big hug and kiss, and the words 'Yes. Very much.' From then on we were not only man and woman, but girl friends. We did a lot of things together. When I took her home to meet my Mom, I went dressed and it was like two sisters and their mother. We had a great time, us three girls. Mom fell in love with Shelly, and Shelly with her.
"We graduated from college and were married. My Mom passed away a few years later and we inherited the house where the day spa is. We moved in and tried to figure out what to do with it. One of Shelly's friends was working for a cosmetics company and suggested the idea of the day spa. We looked into it. Got all the information together, and decided to try it. It started off a little slow, thank goodness that I was working and that we had gotten some money with the house. But, as the word spread, business picked up, and we had to hire a few girls to help. We limited the number of clients to six a day, so that we could do good, unrushed work.
"Shelly was ready to hire a receptionist, who could also do some of the necessary procedures. I told her I was getting tired of my job, and that the spa was making enough money to keep us comfortable, and that I'd like to apply for the job. I was hired on the spot. So, I was now dressing full time and was the receptionist for the spa. None of the clients ever guessed that I was who I was.
"At about the same time we found out about the organization that provided support to crossdressers and transsexuals. Like Janet did, we contacted them and attended a meeting. We were impressed with what they were doing and joined. When the word got out that we ran a day spa, we were asked if we had ever done any male to female make overs. We hadn't, but were willing to try. That night we signed up three new clients.
"Shelly contacted her friend at the cosmetic company and told her that she was starting to get male customers that wanted make overs, and was there anything special on the market. She told Shelly, that they had a moisturizer that retarded hair growth, and an additive for a deep soaking bath that also helped retard hair growth. They worked best when used together after a body waxing.
"We also looked into other things to help with a make over, and we found a company that made breast forms and the special panty. They are expensive, but are the best on the market. We did the make overs on the first three and they were very happy. Here again, the word spread until we had a fairly large male clientele. We continued to learn more and more about make overs, cross dressers, and transsexuals.
"One day, Shelly's friend called and told her that they had developed a new moisturizer that was stronger than the first. So much so, that two applications and the hair wouldn't grow back. She sent along a sample, and we tried it out on me. I've been totally hairless from the neck down for three years.
"Two years ago for my birthday, Shelly said that she had been saving up and wanted me to have a special present. She asked if I would like breast implants, so that I wouldn't have to use the glue on breasts any longer. And, to have some facial reconstruction, to make my face even more feminine than it was. She said, I just got the biggest smile, that I didn't even have to say yes, but I did. So, two weeks later we were off to a clinic that she had found, when I left the clinic I had my own 38 C breasts, a nose job, cheek implants, and some other work. And, what you see here is the new me, and as I said, I was born a man and made a woman. And, I wouldn't have it any other way. Shelly and I have almost normal sex, only she has a breasts to play with, that are attached to a female body, that also has a fully working penis.
"Well that's the story."
Shelly added, "It's so great to have a lover, that can also be your best girl friend."
"Fascinating!", was about the only thing I could say.
"Oh, look at the time!", Janet said, "We need to get going." She winked at Shelly.
We said our goodbys to Shelly and Cathy, as well as to a few of the other girls who had gone with us to the coffee shop.
Janet again drove, and was in fighter pilot mode. "You’re going to get yourself one big speeding ticket some day."
"No I won't.", she said with a smile, as she hiked her skirt up over the top of her nylons.
"Bribery will get you arrested."
"Hasn't yet."
We pulled into the driveway and garage without getting stopped. She hopped out of the car and wait for me. I was moving a little slow, I wasn't use to the heels and my feet were killing me.
"I can't wait to get these heels off. My feet are killing me.", I said.
"What's the matter, can't take it. Being a girl too tough for you?"
"No! I'm just not use to wearing heels."
"Alright. But, I don't want to hear too much more complaining out of you."
We headed to the bedroom.
As we were getting undressed, Janet said, "One of your next lessons is prober care of your face. Starting with makeup removal and a good moisturizer." We headed off to the bathroom, both of us just in a bra and panties, and she went through the proper steps on her face, explaining every step. Then she watched and commented as I did my own. The moisturizer that she gave me to use, was one that Shelly had given her. We finished with our bathroom chores, and headed back to the bedroom.
As we walked into the bedroom, she handed my a very nicely wrapped box, saying, "Here's something for the new girl." I opened it and it was a very pretty, short, red, nightgown. She then said, "Here let me help you out of your bra." With that, she undid the hooks and pushed the bra off my shoulders. Her hands went around to my front and she started playing with my false nipples. Of course I couldn't feel much. She then started kissing and licking my neck, and nibbling on my ear. Her hands started going over my smooth, hairless body. She turned me around and dropped to her knees. She hooked her fingers over the top of my panties and pulled them down. I stepped out of them. She kissed me all over my fake female parts, and then pushed me down on the bed. She stood up, removed her bra and panties, and joined me on the bed.
"We can't do anything.", I said.
"That's what you think."
She started kissing me and using her hands all over me. She really liked my breasts. She worked her way down my body, until she was kissing my fake vagina. I was surprised, I could feel something, and I moaned a little.
"See we can do something."
She reached over on the night stand and retrieved a tube, she put some of it's contents on her fingers and started working on the fake vagina. I could feel her fingers working inside against my cock. And I was getting turned on. I wasn't getting hard, but the sensation was there. She continued to finger fuck me, watching the expression on my face. She continued working me, I was moaning like crazy, I was getting close to coming. She stopped. I begged her, "Please don't stop."
"Enjoying your lesbian experience?"
"Oh my god!"
"I thought you might.", she said, as she resumed finger fucking me. I thought that I was going to explode. And, I did. I had the strongest orgasm that I had ever had. She kissed me, long, and deep, then said, "Now it's your turn to do me." She swung around so that she was kneeling over my face, facing my feet. She slowly lowered her pussy on to my mouth. She was wetter than I'd ever known her to be. I used my tongue, teeth, and lips, to bring her to three real hard orgasms. With the last one I thought that I was going to drown, and she just collapsed on top of me. We laid there like that for a few minutes, she rolled off, turned around, and kissed and licked all her juices off of my face. And, then gave me one very deep kiss. We cuddled, kissed, and stroked each other, just enjoying being together. We finally dosed off.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
Janet and I had dosed off after a great session of love making. I didn't even get to wear my new nightgown, as we had both fallen asleep in the nude. And, it was late Saturday morning when we woke up. Janet was up first, and in the shower when I finally awoke. It took me a while to shake out the cobwebs and realize that there was something different. I looked down and saw my breasts, and then remembered what had happened yesterday, and smiled. I stumbled towards the bathroom, not really use to the added weight on my chest, especially since I just woke up. I did my morning things. And, Janet said, "Come and wash my back."
I walked over to the shower and opened the door. She gabbed me by the back of the neck and gave me a big kiss. "Good morning, lover."
"Good morning, babe."
"Get in the shower with me and I'll wash your back too.", she said with a wink.
I got in, and closed the door. We started washing each other, and she spent a very long time on my breasts and vagina, fake as they were. I didn't hesitate spending a long time washing the same parts on her, and hers are real. The steamy shower, became a very hot and steamy shower.
We finally got out and dried each other off. I really do like the feel of my smooth, hairless body. I went to my dresser drawers, to get some underwear. Pulled open my underwear drawer and saw a bunch of panties and bras.
She said, "Happy birthday, lover!"
"Happy birthday?”, I said, “Today's not my birthday."
"In a way it is. It's the birth of your feminine self. Well, really yesterday was."
"I guess. But, do I need all these?"
"You might just get to the point where you like panties."
I just looked at her.
Then she said, "I thought that we would go have a swim and a picnic at the lake."
"But..."
"No buts. You’re spending the weekend as a girl. And, this girl likes to go to the lake."
"But, I don't have a swim suit. And, I know that I'll get read if I wear a swim suit."
"Honey. You didn't get read yesterday and you won't today. And, you have a nice one piece swim suit. I got you one yesterday when I bought everything else."
"I guess. I'll go shave, if you'll help me with my makeup.", I said as a ran my hand over my face. I didn't feel any of my usual morning stubble. "What the heck?"
"That moisturizer works doesn't it?", she said with a little smile.
"Will it ever grow back?"
"Do you want it to?"
"You know how I hate to shave. But, it feels so soft and smooth."
"Nice isn't it. Keep using the moisturizer, no more shaving, and no more scratchy stubble. Here's your swim suit."
She handed me a very pretty one piece suit that was strapless. I got myself into it, and wondered how I was going to keep it up.
Reading my mind, she said, "It’ll stay up. You might have to pull it up once in awhile, but it's part of being a girl.”
She put on a very nice two piece, and handed me a wrap around skirt for my suit. I walked over to the dressing table and was about to start doing my make up, when she said, "Silly. We're going swimming. The only thing you’re going to need is some lipstick and brush your hair."
"But, I'll feel naked.", I said jokingly.
She smiled, and handed me a new pair of sandals with two inch heels. I slipped them on, and admired my painted toes. We packed our lunch and headed to the lake. This time she let me drive. It was interesting noticing all the guys looking at us as we headed down the road. And, driving in two inch heels added to the thrill.
We arrived at the lake, parked the car, got out our blanket and picnic basket, and headed for the beach area. Our favorite spot was unoccupied, we laid down the blanket and looked around. It was early afternoon, to our left were four guys playing volley ball without a net, and to our right was a couple enjoying the sun.
Janet said, "I'll bet that one of those guys from the volley ball game will be hitting on us before too long."
"Wouldn't they be surprised."
"Hungry?"
"With what you've been letting me eat the past two days. Yes."
"First we need the suntan lotion, so we don't burn, and ruin our nice soft skin."
We proceeded to cover each other with the lotion. And, then ate a very nice light lunch that Janet had prepared. We then settled down to soak up some sun. And, it wasn’t long until we heard the volley ball land near by.
Janet said, "Told you so."
Within a minute one of the guys from the volley ball game came running over. He said, "Sorry."
"That's OK.", Janet said.
"Would you girls like to play? We could use two more."
"Thanks, but no thanks. We just ate."
"Well come over after you've rested awhile."
"I don't think so. You see, we're not really interested. We're both lesbians."
He shook his head, mumbled, "Why is it always the pretty ones.", and walked away.
After he was out of ear shot, we had a good chuckle.
"What's a matter, don't you want to share me?", I said in the sexiest female voice I could muster.
"Damn straight. You’re mine and only mine."
We spent about an hour laying in the sun, turning over every once in awhile so that we didn't burn. We then decided to take a dip, and I walked to the lake with the sexiest walk I could come up with. Janet, just laughed and shook her head, saying "You’re incorrigible."
We spent about fifteen minutes in swimming, and I was having a devil of a time keeping the top of the bathing suit up. I noticed the guys, that were earlier playing volley ball, watching me pull my top up as we got out of the water. So, I gave them a little show. We stretched out on the blanket again, and decided that we hadn't better spend too much more time in the sun, or we'd both burn. We stayed another half an hour, gathered our things and headed home. We needed to stop and get a few things for dinner. And, we stopped at a small store near the lake. Janet ran in and I waited in the car. Then, it was off to home.
We headed for the shower, after putting the groceries in the refrigerator. As I took off my suit, Janet said, "Well it looks as it you’re not going without a shirt this summer."
"What do you mean?" I usually did all the outside work without a shirt on.
"Look in the mirror."
I turned and looked in the mirror, and I had a tan line where the top of the suit hit just above my breasts. And, the high cut suit left tan lines high up on my thighs. "Oh great. No going to the gym either."
"Oh well. It will even out over the summer."
"But, you know how I hate to work outside with a shirt on."
"You'll just have to get use to it. Did you enjoy getting hit on, you little tart?"
"Little tart?"
"Yes, you acted like you were on the make. You had those guys wanting you."
"Sure I did."
"Just be careful. You’re going to do that to the wrong guy, and he's not going to take no for an answer. And, when he finds out the truth, there will be real problems." And, she was serious about this.
"Was I really that bad?"
"Yes."
"But, I’ve gotten so into this."
"I know you have. Now, get your shower, I'll start dinner, and you can finish it."
I took my shower, put on a pair of panties, a bra, blue jean shorts, and a nice print top. I worked on finishing dinner and Janet took her shower.
After dinner, we were sitting on the patio, relaxing, sipping a glass of wine. And, Janet said, "Well what do you think so far?"
"About being a girl? I'll agree with you that it's some work, and you have to be careful how you act and look. And, that my comment the other night was out of place. But, this has been a real learning experience, I never realized that girls went through so much. I'm glad that we made the deal, and that I met Shelly and Cathy. I'm enjoying this. "
"I know you are, and so am I. It's also been a learning experience for me, learning that some men really do have a softer, feminine, side. And, that one of them is mine. Now, I have another surprise. Finish your wine. We have to get dressed up, and go to a place I heard about."
"Where?"
"You'll see, and you'll enjoy it."
We finished our wine, and headed to the bedroom. Janet had everything laid out for both of us. I changed my panties and bra to what she had laid out. Then came the garter belt and hose. She helped me, telling me to run the garters down through the legs of the panties, which makes it easier to use the ladies room when necessary. The hose were seamed, so she helped me straighten the seams, as I hooked them to the garters. Next, I did my makeup with her help. I was looking a little like a tart, but it was evening and I guessed it was ok. The skirt she had for me was a black leather one, that hit me just below the stocking tops. The blouse, was a long sleeved white silk one, that she had me leave the top two button undone to show some cleavage. She fussed with my hair for a few minutes. Her outfit was almost like mine, except it was all leather and red. We looked like two girl friends ready to go out on the town.
"Ok, where are we going dressed like this?"
"To a place that I found out about over in Middle Field. You'll see, and you'll enjoy it."
We left the house, with her driving. It usually takes about forty-five minutes to make it to Middle Field from our house, we did it in thirty. She pulled into a well lit parking lot, parked the car, got out, and waited for me. I slowly got out, and we headed for the parking shack. The guard handed Janet a parking stub, and said, "Parking is free tonight for the ladies. Have a good evening."
"Thank you.", she said.
As we walked down the street, I said, "Ok, where are we going."
"You'll see. Just be real careful with that skirt when you sit."
We walked about a block and a half. There was a door to a club, called the Queen's Court, with a short line waiting to get in, and two bouncers at the door. Both were over six feet tall. One wore a tux, and the other was dressed as a woman. There was no way he could pass, but his taste in clothes was great. In front of us in line appeared to be a number of crossdressers, a couple of guys, and a couple or two. The bouncers turned the two guys away. Saw us, and motioned us to the front of the line, saying "Girls get in ahead of everyone else tonight." We smiled at them.
The guy collecting the cover charge told us what everyone else had so far tonight, "Girls are free tonight, and drinks are half price." We smiled at him, and walked into the club. It was fairly large. Along one wall was a very nice old bar. At the far end was a stage. There were a number of tables, a small dance floor, and booths lining the walls. There was music playing, and a few couples dancing. As our eyes adjusted to the low light, it appeared that most of the people here were crossdressers, transsexuals, real girls, and couples.
Janet was looking around, as if she was trying to find something. Finally she grabbed my hand, and dragged me across the room towards one of the booths. I then saw we were heading towards where Shelly and Cathy were sitting. They greeted us like long lost friends. We sat, and I found out what Janet had meant about the skirt. It was above my stocking tops, showing about an inch or two of garter, and I couldn't get it any lower. So, I sat with my knees tight together.
Shelly said, "We're really glad you two could make it. You’re going to enjoy this. It's a lot of fun."
"This is the best drag bar in the state. They have some great shows, and tonight is no exception.", Cathy added.
"That answers the question.", I said.
"You mean, as to why there are so many crossdressers?"
"Yes."
"This is a very safe place to come, for those that need to get out dressed. The security here, and at the parking lot, is very good, and the police station is right across the street. They do this a couple nights a month, and it's really good."
Just then the waitress came over to take our order. She, or should I say he, was dressed in a very nice French maids outfit. She was very pleasant and demure. We talked and drank for a good forty-five minutes.
The MC finally came out on the stage to a great round of applause, she looked like a true drag queen, her name was Miss Busty, and it fit. She announced the first act. A pretty black girl, by the name of Jade, that look amazing like Halley Berry, only a lot taller. She lip synched to a few songs, and received to a very nice round of applause. After her there were three other "girls" that performed. All of them were very good. After the last performance, the MC said that there would be a short intermission before the contest.
I was too busy chatting with Cathy to catch the comment about the contest, and the knowing look between Janet and Shelly. I had to go to the ladies room, and Cathy went with me.
"Now remember to sit, and to freshen your makeup when you’re done.", Janet reminded me.
"Yes, mistress.", I said in a way that got me a real look.
When we got back the girls had ordered another round of drinks. We slowly sipped them waiting for the show to restart.
Miss Busty, came back out on the stage, and got everyone's attention. She started out, by saying, "As you regulars know we have a contest every night. We try and pick the pettiest T-girl here. And, of course if you've won before, then you’re not eligible to participate." This brought a few good natured boos. And, she added, "I want all you beautiful girls to come up on stage. And we'll have our own beauty pageant."
Janet, Shelly, and Cathy, stopped talking and just looked at me.
"What?", I said.
"Go on. Get yourself up there. You can win this. I did.", Cathy said.
"No way. Look at some of those girls, they are gorgeous. There's no way that I could win. And, I'm too embarrassed."
"Go on up. You'll be just fine. It's just good fun and nothing to be embarrassed about.", Sherry said.
About that time, Jade, the girl that looked like Halley Berry, walked up to our booth. She, and the other performers, had been walking around encouraging others to come up on stage. She said hello to Shelly and Cathy, looked at Janet, and said, "You’re very pretty, but you're a real girl. But,", looking at me, "you are also a very pretty girl. You need to be up on that stage. Come on, honey." She took my hand, and pulled me out of the booth, and towards the stage. I looked back at the three girls, and they just smiled and waved me on.
Jade dragged me up on the stage, and there were 8 or 9 other girls there. Jade walked down the line and handed each of us a number, I was number 7. The waitresses then passed out slips of paper to everyone else, so that they could vote. Miss Busty, then had each of us do basically a runway walk, so that everyone could see us. When my turn came, I used the same sexy walk that I used at the lake. It got a few wolf whistles. When we had all taken our turn, Miss Busty lead us on a parade through the club, to give everyone a close look. We all then stood in a line, as everyone voted. The waitresses then collected the votes. And, Miss Busty and the performers count them.
Miss Busty then announced, "We have a tie, between numbers 3 and 7." There was a big round of applause. "We'll have to have a tie breaker. I will hold my hand over each of their heads, and when I do I want a round of applause for that contestant. And, who ever gets the biggest round will win." She walked behind number 3 and held her hand over her head, she received a very loud round of applause. She then held her hand over my head. I also received a very loud round of applause.
Miss Busty looked over at the four performers, and they all shook their heads and shrugged their shoulders. She then said, "It appears that we have two winners tonight." Another big round of applause. Jade walked over with a dozen long stem red roses, I was give a half dozen and the other girl, a very pretty Asian girl, was given the other half dozen. Miss Busty continued, "The other prize is free admittance to the club for two months for the winner and one guest, plus drinks at half price. And, both of these girls win that." Another round of applause. "Now I would like each girl to introduce themselfs." She held the microphone in front of the Asian girl. She said, "Hi everyone, my name is Linda Lee." She then held it in front of me. "Hello, my name is Briana. Briana Blankenship." We both got a good round of applause.
I made my way back to our booth. I was stopped a number of times and congratulated for looking so good. All three girls were smiling when I finally made it back. But, Janet was strangely quiet. Sherry and Cathy made a big fuss.
We stayed until the club closed at 2 AM. Having a great time, except for Janet being so quiet. I stopped drinking right after the contest, so that I could drive home. Janet got smashed, which was very unusual for her. I ended going to the ladies room before we left, and Cathy came with me again. We chatted a little. And, I said, "I have to apologize for Janet. I've never seen her like this."
"It's ok."
"I know. But, it worries me."
"Don't let it. Everything will be fine."
Sherry and Cathy helped me get Janet to the car. We said good night, and had an uneventful drive home. I had to almost pour Janet into bed, and she was asleep before her head hit the pillow. I was a little worried about her, but it would have to wait until morning. I was a good girl, got all my makeup off, and moisturized before I crawled into bed. And, I was finally able to wear my new red nightgown.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
Sunday was another sleep in morning. But, this time I was up before Janet. I guess all the booze last night really hammered her. I did my usual morning routine, still loving the feel of my hairless body. I slipped on a matching bra and panty set, and my robe. Then headed to the kitchen to make coffee. I brought two cups back to the bedroom. I sat Janet's cup next to the bed, then I sat at the dresser, and looked at myself in the mirror. I spent some time brushing out my wig, still attached to my head, so that my hair looked nice. I then looked at my face, and felt how smooth it was, I hadn't shaved since Friday. I heard Janet groan a little, and roll over, but she was still asleep.
I continued looking at my face, and wondered at how feminine I looked. I looked over all of Janet's cosmetics, and realized what it took to make a good face look great. I decided to see what I could do by myself to brighten up my face. So, I started with the moisturizer from the day spa. I let it soak in a little before a applied a foundation. Then came the eyes, I didn't want to go heavy, so a very light application of eyebrow pencil, just enough to make them stand out. Then a little eye shadow, just enough to highlight my eyes. Finally a light brushing of mascara to show off my lashes. Then I added a blusher and a light dusting of powder to set it all. I looked around for my favorite perfume, put a little behind each ear, and on the inside of each wrist.
"Thanks for the coffee, babe. It smells good.", I heard come from the bed.
Looking over at the bed, I said, "Well, good morning sleepy head. Are you ok."
"I'm fine. And, it looks to me like you’re enjoying yourself."
"Well it's the last morning for Briana, and I wanted to look good."
"Last morning? I've been laying here watching you and you’re doing very well for not having done this all of your life. But, you need a lesson on the eyebrows. Take your pencil, hold it against your nose, and then let it go across the inside edge of your eye. This is where your brow should start. Then from the same place on your nose, let the pencil go across the outside edge of your eye, and this is where your brow should stop. Try it and see what happens."
I did as she suggested, and my brows weren't as long as they should be. I fussed around with them a little. Turned back towards Janet, and said, "Any better?"
"Much. There is one other little trick. If you take the pencil, again from the nose, and go just to the outside of the pupil. This should be the high point of the arch. Don't worry about it now. We'll fix it later. Do we have anything for a hang over?"
"I’ll mix up something for you."
"Please!"
I went back to the kitchen, and fixed up something that one of my friends had told me about. It wasn't the most pleasant looking thing, but he swore that it works. I took it back to Janet.
"Here,”, I said handing her the glass, “John swears that this works. It looks terrible, but..."
"If this doesn't work or makes me sick, John and I are going to have some words.", she said as she chugged the concoction. The look on her face was indescribable. She laid back down on the bed, and closed her eye. I got dressed, putting on my jeans shorts, one of the new peasant tops, and my sandals. I love this look.
I checked on Janet and she was fine. I headed back to the kitchen to put together a light breakfast, well really lunch. About the time I was done, Janet drug herself into kitchen, and sat at the table. I had put together some eggs and toast, and another pot of coffee. We sat there in silence, I ate, and Janet just played with the food. But, drank the coffee, trying to shake off the effects of being drunk last night.
Finally I said, "I've never seen you drink so much. What happened."
"It was strange. I was really turned on. I was watching you on that stage, and I got hotter than . . . I wanted to jump your bones right there in the club. The only way that I figured that I could control myself was to drink. You know how I am when I've only had a few, I just mellow out. So, I figured that if I had more than a few I'd really mellow out. The last thing that I remember is you walking back from the stage with the roses. I'm really paying for it this morning."
"You mean afternoon. Everyone was worried about you."
Just then the phone rang, and I answered it, "Hello." . . . "Hi Shelly. Oh, she's fine. A really great hangover, but she'll survive." . . . "No, this is the first time she has done something like this. She said, something about wanting to jump my bones." . . . "I know, it would have been really different." . . . "Hold on, I'll ask her."
"Do you feel good enough to talk to Shelly?"
"Sure.", she took the phone, and said "Hi Shelly." . . . "Sure, I'm feeling better. Briana mixed me up a hangover concoction, I never thought that those things worked. But, this one is starting to." . . . "That sounds like a good idea. Let me ask her."
"Shelly wants to know if we would like to join them for dinner. And, since Briana has to go away. She thought we could go to the day spa, and she and Cathy would help bring Brian back. What do you think?"
"I guess.”, I said, “If Briana must go, it's as good as any other place to do it."
"Shelly. That would be fine. And, it sounds like Briana doesn't really want to leave.", Janet said with a wink, and a smile, towards me. "OK, well see you there at six. Bye."
"Were going to meet them at Lombardie's at six. Briana had her first meal there, and we might as well have her last there."
"Yea, my last meal. Sounds like a death sentence."
"Am I hearing some doubt?"
"Maybe a little. But, I do have to go back to work tomorrow."
"I want to lie down for a while, and try and get rid of my headache. Would you be a dear, and do some washing and housework for me? Just wash and dry the white clothes, and empty, reload, and run the dishwasher."
"Sure."
Janet, went to lay down. I went to the laundry room, and started the first load of white clothes. Then did the dishes. I sat down with a copy of Glamour Magazine, and started reading some of the articles. Swapped loads in the washer and dryer, and kept on reading. When the wash was done, I folded everything very neatly. Janet and I had always shared chores, so this was nothing unusual, except I was in full feminine mode. After I was done, I fixed a cup of tea, and went out on the patio, to sit, relax, and read some more. I curled up on one of the big chairs, with my legs under me, just like a girl would do. I finished a couple of articles and by then it was four o'clock. I figured it was time to wake Janet, and for us to get ready.
I walked into the bedroom, Janet was still asleep. I sat on the side of the bed and gently stroked her cheek. She slowly start to wake up. "Hi sleepy head. Feel better?", I asked.
"Yes. My headache's gone. And, I feel a hundred percent better."
"I'm glad. It's four o'clock, and I thought that we had better start getting ready."
"Oh, you’re right. I need a shower. Want to join me?"
"If I did we would be late. You remember the last one?"
"That's why I asked. I do remember the last one! But, you’re right, if we showered together, we would be late."
Janet went, and took a shower. I started laying out the clothes that I wanted to wear. And, when Janet came out of the bathroom, she said, "Better take along some of your guy clothes. You wouldn't look right coming home in those."
"You’re right."
I got out a travel bag. Put in a pair of jeans, a shirt, a pair of guy shoes, a pair of socks, a t-shirt. And, to Janet's surprise, a pair of panties.
"Panties? Gotten to like them in only three days?" she asked.
"Sure. I really don't believe how comfortable they are. I've worn them before, but not for an extended time like this weekend. It's like not wearing anything. Their soft, light, and just plain comfortable. Why guys wear the shorts they do, I'll never know."
"Now you see why I bought all those panties. I figured that you might just like them.", she said with a smile and wink.
We both got dressed, and headed for the restaurant. We arrived before Shelly and Cathy, and ordered a before dinner drink. Janet ordered just ice tea. She’d had too much liquor the night before. After Shelly and Cathy arrived, we ordered, had a very nice dinner and chat, and then headed for the day spa.
We arrived at the day spa at about eight. I very reluctantly walked in with my travel bag in hand. We walked back into the room where it all started on Friday. No one said much. I stripped down to my bra and panties, then sat in the chair. Cathy went to work releasing the glue that was holding the wig on, it was very secure, and took a little coaxing. Shelly had me place each hand in a solution that would remove the nails, then she started removing my makeup. I could see a look of disappointment in Janet's face. I guess it was like saying good bye to a dear friend. When Cathy had my wig off she went to work on my nails. Slowly my hands reverted back to a mans. Shelly then moved to my feet, and was going to remove my toe nail polish. But, Janet said, "Lets leave it. It will be a reminder and no one will see it. Ok, Brian?"
"Sure.", I replied.
"Lets get started on the rest of you, hop up on the table.", Shelly said.
I got out of the chair, took off my bra and panties, and climbed on to the table. Shelly started removing the breast forms working the adhesive solvent carefully around the edges of the forms, and carefully pulling them away from my chest. Cathy was doing the same on the special panties, and she said, "When we remove the panties, it will take two to three days for the special cream to wear off, so that you can get an erection again."
It took the two girls about twenty minutes to remove the three prosthesis. When they were done they had me go take a shower. And, when I was done they had me rub moisturizer into the areas that had been covered.
Shelly said, "Those areas will be a little tender for a day or two, but not bad since you only had the forms on for three days."
I pulled my the panties out of my travel case, and slipped them on. Shelly and Cathy, said together, "Panties?"
"Yep, they're great. Janet bought a bunch on Friday, figuring that I might just like the. When I first saw them, I figured no way. But, after wearing them for three days straight, I just love them. So, it's going to be panties and nothing but panties from now on."
I slipped on the panties, walked over, and looked in the full length mirror. The first thing I noticed, was the really strange tan lines that I now had. There were two white areas where the breast forms had been. I then took a closer look at my face. I turned to the girls and said, "One minor problem."
"What?", Janet asked.
"Look at my eyebrows. How am I going to explain this tomorrow?"
"They are really a nice feminine style."
"And, they will probably be that way for a long while.", Shelly added.
"How long?", I asked.
"Have you been using the moisturizer that I sent a long?"
"Yes."
"Remember, that I told you that it would retard hair growth."
"Yes."
"Well, it could be six to eight weeks before any regrowth appears."
"Oh, great. Now what am I going to do?"
Janet had an idea, and said, "You know your old eyeglasses, the ones with the thick frames, that you wore before you got contacts."
"What about them?"
"You could wear them, and tell everyone that you had a major problem with your contacts. And, the doctor told you to wear glasses for a few weeks."
"That might work. If it doesn't?"
"It will. You'll be surprised at how many people don't notice changes in others."
I finished dressing, and we said a long goodbye to Shelly and Cathy. Cathy handed me my travel case, that now contained my feminine clothes. It felt much heavier than it should have. I opened it, and looked inside. Along with my, or should I say Briana's clothes, were three boxes and a few bottles. I looked at Shelly and Cathy, a little puzzled. Shelly said, "Those are the breast forms, special panty, and a supply of the moisturizer. A gift from us to you. You've been a real special person, and now you're a real special friend."
"I can't accept these.”, I said, “They're too expensive."
"Please accept them. Remember, I get them wholesale.", Shelly said with a wink.
"All right. But, you have to let us treat you to dinner a couple of times."
"Sounds like a deal to me."
It was late when we arrived home, so it was off to bed. I followed Janet into the bedroom, and we started getting undressed. I didn’t pay much attention to what Janet was doing, until her hands reached around from behind me and she started playing with my nipples.
"Go easy babe. They are very tender."
"I know. I'll be very gentle. I just want to show you how much I appreciate you putting up with losing the deal this weekend."
"You don't have to. But, I won't say no. I enjoyed my learning experience. I'll never say 'What's taking you so long?' again."
"That's ok lover. It was enjoyable for me too."
At that point, she turned me around. She was completely naked, and I just had my panties on. She started kissing me, still playing with my nipples. I started playing with hers. She said, "No. No. This is my treat to you. I want nothing in return. At least for tonight." And, she pushed me down on the bed, and laid down next to me. Her one hand went to the front of the panties, and she started rubbing me through the nylon panties. Her other hand continued play with my left nipple, and her mouth found my right nipple. I was getting very turned on, but wasn't getting hard thanks to the cream that was in the special panties that I had worn all weekend.
She started kissing and licking her way down my body. When she reached my crotch, she pulled my panties off. And, her mouth found my flaccid penis. She had only performed oral sex on me three or four times before, and had never taken me in her mouth. As her tongue performed it magic, I could feel things building inside me. I warned her that I was about too cum. She just continued working me harder and faster. I couldn't control myself any longer. Just like when she had finger fucked me while I was wearing the fake vagina, I had a very strong orgasm. But, my juices just flowed out instead of spurting out. I figured that she would pull off as soon as I started to cum, but she only sucked harder. Milking all the juices out of me. When I had finished, she looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back. She started kissing her way backup my body. And, spent some time working on my nipples. She looked into my eyes, and said, "I love you." I went to say the same to her, but she was too quick. She gave me a long, deep, kiss. I could taste my juices on her tongue.
We cuddled for a few minutes, she then got up, walked to her closet, and got her nightgown. She turned, looked at me, grabbed another nightgown, and walked back to the bed. "Here. You'll get cold if you don't put something on.", she said offering me the nightgown. I took it and slipped it on over my head. We crawled into bed, cuddled, and fell fast asleep.
Monday morning was hard. I didn't want to go to work. But, I had to. I took my shower, and didn't have to shave. I walked back in the bedroom to dress, and Janet was there holding a bright red pair of panties. She said, "I figured that if you were going to really wear panties, that your first day at work might as well be bright."
I took the panties from her, slipped them up my hairless legs, and gave her a big kiss. I finished dressing in my guy clothes, and dug the old pair of glasses out of my top dresser drawer and put them on.
"Now there is a retro look if I ever saw one.", Janet said with a little chuckle.
As usual I was one of the first ones to arrive at work. As others arrived, it was the usual, 'Good morning.' or 'How was your weekend?', etc. No one really commented about the glasses, that was until John arrived. He looked at me, did a double take, looked again, and said, "What's with the glasses?"
"Oh, my contacts scratched my eye, and the doctor said I couldn't wear them for a few weeks. So, I dug out my old glasses, luckily the prescription was the same as the contacts. So, you’re stuck with my retro look for awhile." I was really worried that the double take was over my feminine eyebrows.
"So, did you have an interesting weekend?"
"Oh, so, so. We ended up at the lake a good part of the time. Janet wanted to work on her tan."
"See you at lunch."
"Sure thing."
The rest of the day, and week, went as normal, up to Wednesday. Two things happened that day, a rumor started going around at work that they were going to down size. And, at home, during dinner Janet hit me with, "Can you get Friday off again?"
"I can try. Why?"
"Did you forget that you lost the bet at Lombardie's last weekend?"
"I'd hoped that you'd forgotten. But, yes I remember."
"Me forget, you know better. I want Briana back for the weekend."
I nearly chocked on my food.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
During dinner on Wednesday, Janet had asked me to take Friday off again. She wanted Briana back for the weekend. I knew that she liked my feminine side, but it surprised me that she wanted her back so soon. So, on Thursday I checked on taking Friday off. It wasn't a problem. So, when I got home Janet was waiting for me, and asked, "Were you able to get tomorrow off?"
"It wasn't a problem. But, I'm a little worried about this down sizing thing."
"You’re too valuable to them."
"I hope you’re right. What are we doing for dinner?"
"I've got a nice salad, and if you'll do the shrimp on the barbecue, we'll be all set."
It didn't take me long to cook the shrimp. And, we sat down to a great salad with shrimp, and a bottle of wine. I sat there looking at Janet, and was trying to figure out what was different.
"I spent the day at Shelly's. Do you like the new look?", she said reading my mind.
"Yes, I'm just trying to figure out exactly what's different."
"She redid my eyebrows. They're thinner and darker. She added highlights to my hair. And, changed the colors of my eye makeup. Do you really like?"
"Yes. Very much."
Standing up and taking my hand, she asked, "Ready to bring Briana back to life?"
"Yes." More than I think she realized.
We walked into the bedroom, and she had everything laid out. Breast forms, wig, adhesives, bra, panties, hose, jeans shorts, print top, and sandals. I asked, "Where's the special panties?"
"Not right away. I want Briana, but not that part, yet."
"All right, but how do I hide my male parts?"
"That's what this is for. Shelly gave it to me today. It's a gaff."
"How do you use it?"
"Well you have to push the two boys up inside your body, if you can. Then pull your penis back between your legs. Then pull the gaff up. It's very tight and will hold everything in place. And, you had better do it yourself, because if I try and help, you'll get hard and will never get it tucked away. And, you have to take it off to use the restroom, so keep the liquids to a minimum."
I took the gaff, and struggled with it for a while, but eventually got everything tucked away and comfortable. Janet looked at me, smiled, and said, "Very smooth. Now, on the bed so I can attach the breast forms." I laid on the bed, Janet positioned the forms, just like Shelly had, and glued them in place. She then used the makeup around the edges, and they looked just like they were part of me.
She then took me to her dressing table, attached the wig, and brushed it out. She had me apply my own makeup, under her direction. I put on the hose, shorts, blouse, and sandals. And, we spent the rest of the evening cuddled up in front of the TV, just enjoying each other company. That night, she had me wear the gaff to bed, to get use to it. And, of course a very nice nightgown.
On Friday morning we were both up together. And, had a nice breakfast. Janet, said, "Go and get dressed. I thought that we would go to the mall, I have another experience for Briana. And, just dress as you've seen women dress at the mall. Keep it comfortable, and toned down."
It took me a little while to figure out what to wear. But, I settled for a light long sleeved pink v-necked sweater, a pair of black slacks, and pair of pink walking shoes. Janet came in to get dressed, took a look, and said, "Not bad. I like the shoes."
While she was dressing, I put on some very light makeup, just enough to bring out my feminine features.
It was around ten, so we headed off to the mall. I asked, "What's this new experience."
"It's something that every woman experiences, sort of a right of passage."
"Am I going to like this."
"I hope so."
We arrived at the mall, being Friday morning, it wasn't very busy yet. And, we walked around for a little while, window shopping. When we got back to the center of the mall, Jackie walked up to one of those stalls that are in every mall, and started looking at there stuff. This one did ear piercing. I hesitated, and pulled her aside.
"You want me to get my ears pierced?"
"Yes."
"No way. There's no way to hide that at work."
"Yes there is. Trust me. Besides, remember that you lost the bet for this weekend, and this is part of the pay off."
"Only one ear."
"No, both."
With a deep sigh, I said, "Ok."
She took me by the hand, and we walked back to the stall. The girl was busy, piercing another customers ears. So, we took our time looking at all the earrings that she had. Janet, said, "Will go with studs, until they heal, then you can wear anything that you want."
The girl finished with the other customer, and walked over to where we were.
"Hi, can I help you."
"Yes," Janet said, "my sister here is behind the times, and I've finally talked her into getting her ears pierced."
"We can do that. See anything that you like. Piercing is free with each pair."
"Yes, we like that set of diamond studs, and that set of gold studs."
"Are we doing two piercings in each ear?"
"Yes, we figured that we might as well get her up to speed in one quick jump."
I felt my face go white, I thought that I was going to faint. I looked at Janet with a little fear.
She looked at me, and said, "Don't worry. I've got four in one ear and three in the other, and there was nothing to it. And, I have a great earring that you can wear, once everything is healed. It starts with an ear cuff attached to a chain, attached to a stud with dangles, attached to another chain, attached to another stud with a hoop. It will look great on you."
The girl said, "Don't worry, it's virtually pain free. Just a little stick. Come on in, and we'll get started."
Janet took my hand, and led me to the slaughter, so to speak. I sat in the chair. The girl placed two marks on my right ear, asked Janet if that looked good, and Janet nodded yes. The girl placed a stud in a gun looking device. Carefully positioned it on my ear, and pulled the trigger. I heard a click, a pop, and felt something like a needle stick. She then did the second one, slightly up on the edge of the ear. Again the click, pop, and needle stick. Then came the left ear, same procedure. Mark the two spots, click, pop, needle stick, click, pop, needle stick. The girl then explained how to care for them, gave us some solution to keep the areas clean, and we paid the bill.
"That wasn't so bad was it?"
"No, but two piercings in each ear? You tricked me, so that I couldn't object without being outed by my voice."
"I'm sorry. But, I thought that two would look so much better than one. And, it will give you so many more options as to what you can wear."
"Well it's done. Now all we have to do is figure out how to hide the holes, and keep them from closing."
"We'll worry about that on Sunday."
We stopped at the food court, for a light lunch. And, then did some more window shopping, before heading home.
As we walked in the door the phone was ringing. Janet grabbed it, and said, “Hello.” . . . “Yes he is, just a second.” She held the phone out to me, and said, "It's John, from your office."
"Hi John." . . . "OK" . . . "OK" . . . "I see. Everyone?" . . . "Mike, Phil, Shawn, everyone?" . . . "Why didn't Mike tell me when I asked for Friday off?" . . . "He didn't even know. I feel really sorry for him, new baby and all. Hold on."
"That down sizing that I was tell you about. Well it happened. They laid off everyone in my department, from the manager on down.", I told Janet as I just flopped into a chair.
"John. Sorry I just wanted to tell Janet." . . . "OK, a lay off package." . . . "I see, four weeks pay, plus any vacation time. That gives me nine weeks pay. I guess I can find something in that time. I hope." . . . "Today, everything today!" . . . "Well the only personal things that I have there is my coffee cup, and the picture of Janet and I. Could you take them with you and I'll pick them at your place next week?" . . . "Great. Tell everyone that I'll miss them. And, I'll call you next week." . . . "Bye."
"I love it. Just fucking love it!", I said getting tears in my eyes, "They give you no notice. Just come through the office and tell everyone to clean out their desk, and not come back. It's just not fair." I was crying, the first time since my Dad died two years ago. Janet knelt next to the chair, and held my hands. And, I just cried.
Janet said, "Everything will be all right."
"But, how. With all the down sizing that’s going on, jobs are hard to find."
"I know. I know. But, I'm still working. And, we have all that money we've saved from my salary."
"That money is for the new house."
"I know. But, we'll just stay here a while longer. It’ll be fine."
I got up, and walked to the kitchen. Janet right behind me. I grabbed a bottle of wine, a glass, and headed out onto the patio. I just sat there, drank the whole bottle, and watched the rain clouds build to the west. Janet unknown to me was on the phone to Shelly. She was afraid that I was going to have a nervous breakdown, and needed someone to talk to. They decided that I needed something to take my mind off of the layoff, so Shelly and Cathy were going to bring dinner over. Janet came out on the patio, and just sat with me. We sat there until the rain started, around five thirty, and then went into the house.
The door bell rang at about six. I was sitting in the livingroom, and just didn't move. Janet answered the door, it was Shelly and Cathy with takeout Chinese food. The three of them took the food into the kitchen, and Cathy came back out to sit with me. She tried to get me to talk a little, and take my mind off of things. Her small talk was starting to get through to me, she finally got me to come into the kitchen, sit with them, and try to eat. It took a while, but I finally started to eat, and talk about other things.
Shelly finally got a little smile on my face, by saying, "Girl, your makeup is one major mess. You'd better start using waterproof mascara, if you’re going to cry like this. And, there’s no way that you can't go out looking like this."
"Go out. I really don't want to go out.", I said.
"You need to. You need to get out of the house and go anywhere, just to get your mind off of this. Sitting here is just making it worse."
"I guess you’re right."
"You guess I'm right! You’re damn right, I'm right! I've been there and done that. Getting out, and doing something fun, is the only way."
"Don't get violent.", I said feigning ducking away from her.
"See. You’re already feeling better."
"What do you have in mind?"
"What's your favorite thing to do?"
"Well a good movie is always up there with things to do. Or, a trip to the lake."
"The rain kind of rules out the lake. So, lets see what movies are playing."
As Janet and Cathy looked through the paper to see what was playing, Shelly took me to the bedroom to fix my makeup. By the time Shelly was done, I was feeling a little bit better, and the girls had found a good movie. We spent the rest of the evening and half the night together. It was almost three in the morning before we got in bed. And, I was very tired both physically and emotionally. I slept like a baby. It was Saturday afternoon before I awoke, Janet had just let me sleep.
Over the next few weeks, I filed for unemployment, send job applications to every place I could think of. No one was hiring. I was getting depressed again. The only positive thing was, I could spend all my time as Briana.
It had been a month since we had been to the Queen's Court, and it was the weekend for the drag show. But, this time it was on Friday night do to a same sex wedding being scheduled for Saturday. Janet thought it would be a good idea for us to go, since it was free for us. So, we spent that Friday getting ready. She had found a short, plaid, pleated, skirt, that was just down right cute on me, it hit me mid thigh. She then added a white blouse. Then a pair of white, knee high nylons, and a pair of saddle shoes. I looked like a school girl. So, I was going to the Queen's Court, looking like I had just walked out of high school. But, the makeup was too heavy to be a school girls, and by the time she was done, she had me looking more like a street walker.
We had about an hour before we needed to leave. So, we sat and had a small glass of wine. As we were talking, I noticed that Janet was starting to look like she wasn't feeling well.
"Are you ok?"
"I don't know. My stomach is really feeling weird. Like I'm going to throw up."
"Think we had better stay home?"
"No. No. You need to get out and really enjoy yourself." With that she got up, and ran to the bathroom. I could hear her throwing up. She came back out five minutes later, saying, "I can't go. I feel like hell."
"I'll stay home with you. I'd be too worried about you to go alone."
"I want you to go. Shelly and Cathy are expecting us. And, I don’t think I can get a hold of them this late. Besides, now that I've gotten rid of what ever it was that was upsetting me, I'll be fine. But, I'd better stay home just incase it comes back."
"If you’re sure?"
"Yes. Get yourself going, or with the way you drive you'll be late."
"Ok. Ok. I'm going. But, I'll call you when I get there to check on you."
"Don't you dare. You go and have fun."
I gave her a big kiss on the cheek. And, was out the door, in the car, and down the road. Then it hit me. This is the first time I'd been out as Briana by myself. What if something happens? I won't let anything happen. I'll be careful. It took the full forty-five minutes to make the trip to the club. I parked the car, showed the parking lot attendant my free pass, he said "Have a nice evening." I got a very interesting look from a couple of policemen that were leaving the station across the street. The bouncers at the front door, smiled and waved me inside. The girl collecting the cover charge, smiled and said "Welcome back, honey. Have fun tonight." I smiled back at her. I missed the sign that said 'Amateur Night'.
As I walked into the club, it felt like old home. I started looking for Shelly and Cathy. Jade, the girl that looks like a tall Halley Berry, walked up to me, and said, "Hi honey. I just love your clothes. They’re so cute. If you weren't married, I'd make a pass at you, and I just might do it anyway. And, you’re going to be a hit tonight. But, we need to work on the hair and makeup."
"A hit? Work on my hair and makeup? What are you talking about?"
"It's amateur night. And, your friends entered you in the contest."
"No. I can't sing or anything like that."
"The other girls can't sing either. They all lip sync to the songs."
"But, I don't know any songs."
"That's ok. You'll have time to practice. You'll do good. See there's Shelly and Cathy over there.", she said pointing to the same booth that we were at last month.
I looked, and there was Shelly and Cathy waving and smiling at me.
Jade grabbed my hand, and pulled me to the dressing rooms. She sat me at a dressing table, and put a small pair of ear phones in my ears. And, said, "I think this will be a good song for you. It's 'One Hand, One Heart' from West Side Story." She pressed play on the tape recorder, and the song began. She then started fussing with my hair, a lot of brushing, a lot of combing, and a lot of hair spray. When she was satisfied with the hair, she began on my makeup, and when she was done, it was very heavy. The song that I was to perform played over and over, and I started to get into it. I was moving my mouth to the words and saying them very softly, so that only I could hear them. Jade watched me for a while, and said, "You got it girl. The show will start in about ten minutes and you will be the third performer. Don't be late." I listened to the tape again, and felt that I did have it down. I followed the other girls to the back stage area, and found that Jade was the MC tonight.
Jade announced that the amateur contest was going to start, and that there wasn't going to be any booing or else, and she looked over at the bouncers. She announced the first girl, she did a nice job with a song by Debbie Harry. I was getting very nervous, my stomach was staring to feel like it was full of butterflies. The second girl did a song from the Sound of Music, no not 'Do Re Me'.
Then Jade called my name. I took a deep breath and walked out on stage. I received the same polite applause that the first two girls had. My music started, I had the microphone in my hand, and I just started moving my lips to the words like I had practiced, I also tried to move around the stage as lady like as I could. After I finished, I received a very nice round of applause and a few whistles. I figured that I had done ok. There were two more girls that performed after I was done, they also did a very nice job. When the five of us had finished and the voting was complete, I had finished third in the voting and received a bottle for wine.
After we were done, I went looking for Shelly and Cathy. And, they were still at the booth, with someone else, Janet.
"What are you doing here? I thought that you were sick."
"April fools."
"It's not April."
"I know. I wanted you go out by yourself. You'd never done that, and I figured that this was one way to do it. I also set you up for the amateur contest. Jade did a fantastic job on your hair and makeup. And, you were marvelous with such little practice."
"I can't even trust you.", I said jokingly. "You get me to come here by myself, and set me up for the contest. No trusting you anymore." And, I kissed her.
We sat and talked for awhile. Shelly finally asked, "Any luck with a job yet?"
"No. No one is hiring."
"I know someone that might have a job for you."
"Who?"
"Me."
"You!"
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
Janet had fooled me into going to the Queen's Court by myself, by feigning being ill. She showed up at the club after I did, to enjoy the 'Amateur Contest' in which she had entered me. After the contest we were sitting with Shelly and Cathy, and just talking. The conversation turned to my job hunting when Shelly asked, "Any luck with a job yet?"
"No. No one is hiring.", I said sadly.
"I know someone that might have a job for you."
"Who?"
"Me."
"You!"
"Yes. The day spa has really picked up, and I need Cathy to help with the clients. So, I need a new receptionist. And, I've tossed this around, behind your back, with Janet and Cathy, they were excited, and we think that you would be great."
"I couldn't do that. I'm passable in the looks department, at least that's what you guys tell me, but the voice is still male."
"You can do it, and we can work on the voice. I won't need you as a receptionist for a while yet. But, I have another chore for you. I want you to design, and build a web page for the spa."
"That I can do. But, how do we do the voice?"
"There are a number of ways. I've talked to Janet about them, and I'll let her fill you in later. It's something that you guys need to discuss, and Janet has all the details."
"The web site is no problem. In fact easy. The rest I don't know about."
"Talk with Janet, when you guys are alone. I think she has the answers."
"Ok. We'll talk it over. But, I'll get started on the web page right away. That's the least that I can do for you."
We continued chatting about the web page, the four of us tossing ideas around. We also enjoyed the regular show at the club, six really great girls. Again, we closed the club a two in the morning. And, since both Janet and I drove separately, we couldn't talk on the way home. We decided it was too late to really start discussing the ins and outs of the voice thing, and that we would do it over breakfast or lunch depending on what time we got up.
The next morning, actually late morning, I was up first. I tossed on panties, a bra, a pair of shorts, a peasant blouse, and headed for the kitchen. I got the coffee going, along with some eggs, bacon, and toast. The smell from the cooking apparently stirred Janet, as she wandered into the kitchen just as I was buttering the toast.
"Good morning lover. Breakfast sure smells good."
"Morning babe. Have a good sleep?"
"Sure did. You?
"Like a baby."
I put all the food on the table, and we had a nice leisurely brunch. Janet suggested that we take our second cup of coffee out on the patio, and enjoy the weather. We sat at the table, it was a gorgeous late morning, not a cloud in the sky.
"What did you really think of Shelly's offer?"
"I'm really flattered. The web page is not a problem, in fact it will be fun. But, the receptionist thing is something altogether different. I think it would be fun to help at the spa as a receptionist. But, I don't know about the voice thing. "
"Shelly, Cathy, and I had a long talk about this. There are a couple of ways we can do this. First, there is a speech pathologist, here in town, that works with transgendered girls on obtaining a feminine voice."
"And, the other?"
"Well, the second way is much more permanent. It involves surgery. They go in and modify your vocal cords. And, your voice is permanently feminine. Cathy had it done."
"And, which way would you prefer that I go? If I decide to do it."
"It's your decision. I know how you like Briana. But, if you go the surgery route, it's permanent. If you go with the speech pathologist, you should be able to switch."
"You’re skirting the question."
She looked down at her coffee cup, and said, "I love Brian and I love Briana. But, I would like to have Briana around full time. She's a lot of fun. To be honest, more fun than Brian." She then looked me straight in the eyes, and said, "And, I think that you would love to have Briana around full time too." She smiled.
"More fun than Brian? And, you would want me as a full time girl friend?"
"Yes, and a lover."
"You want me to have a sex change?"
"No. Never."
"So, you would want me as, so to say, a girl with extra equipment?"
Still looking me straight in the eyes, she said, "Yes."
"I never knew you felt this way."
"I didn't either, until I saw you the first time on the stage at the club. But, I only want it if you really wanted it."
"Being Briana feels so right. But, I don't know if I want to go full time that way."
"You've been Briana almost full time since you were laid off. And, you say it feels 'so right.' Don't you think it's the right course for you."
"I know. I want it to be the right course for us. But, what about my Mom and my sister?"
"We can go and talk to them. Your Mom knows that you like feminine things. It might not be a big surprise to her. And, your sister is cool."
"Maybe. I need to go for a long walk. Want to go to the lake?"
We got our things together and headed out. Janet tried to make small talk all the way there, and I was deep in thought, and almost didn't hear anything that she was saying. She finally gave up. It was strange, but there wasn't anyone else around our favorite spot. We got our stuff set up, Janet said that she would work on her tan while I took my walk. I headed down the beach, if I walked all the way around the lake it would take about an hour.
My mind was just swimming with thoughts. Live as a woman full time. Have my voice changed. Janet likes Briana. I like Briana. What would my mother and sister say? How would my life change? Could I handle the change? Would Janet really like me full time as Briana? Would she still love me as Briana? These thoughts and other raced through my mind as I walked. I hardly noticed the few other people that were at the lake.
I got back to our spot a little over an hour after I had left. Janet saw me walking up the beach, sat up, and watched me as I walked the last hundred or so yards. I walked up to our blanket, and sat down. She gave me a kiss on the cheek, and said, "I love you."
"I love you, too."
We sat there for awhile just looking at the lake. The walk had done me some good, I was down to two questions. "Honey. There are just two things that I have to answer. If either one is negative, then there would be no way that I could live as Briana full time. If there positive, I can do it. But, I need full support."
"Baby. You know you have my full support."
"I know, but I need a promise from you."
"Ok."
"Promise that you'll never leave me. If you did, I don't think I could go on."
"Baby. I made that promise when I married you. And, I'll keep it forever. I love you as either Brian or Briana, and will never stop loving you." And, she kissed me very passionately.
"I figured that's what I would hear, but I needed to hear it from your sweet lips. Now the other, I'll call Mom when we get home and plan a visit."
"Do you want me to call her?"
"No, I'll do it. I need to. What's to eat?"
We ate what Janet had packed. Picked up our things and headed home. As we were unloading the car, Janet asked, "What are you going to say to her?"
"I don't know. I'll just play it by ear."
I waited until the evening to call. "Hi Mom. How are you?" . . . "Great. We're both just great. How's Kate?". . . "Good. No, I've got a line on a job. I just have to work on some of the details.". . . "It's not a top paying job, but it's better than sitting around and doing nothing. And, it could be fun." . . . "In fact Janet and I want to come and visit. We have something that we need to talk to you and Kate about." . . . "No. No one is sick. It's just something that we need to talk about." . . . "Sure thing, we'll see you tomorrow." . . . "Love you, too. Bye."
I looked at Janet, took a deep breath, and said, "Well I need to get back to Brian for the trip. But, I'm taking all of Briana along. And, we need to get an early start tomorrow." It was a three hour drive to Mom's house and I wanted to be there around ten in the morning. Janet sat next to me and wrapped her arms around me in a big hug that lasted a long time. I was quietly crying.
"Why are you crying?"
"I don't know. It just came over me."
"Baby. It's going to be fine."
"I know."
We proceeded to put Briana away and pack her clothes for the trip. We went to bed early, and had a great round of sex. Janet took the dominate role, and really kept things hot. We finally fell asleep around ten. I didn't sleep much, just tossed and turned all night.
On Sunday morning were up around five thirty. Grabbed a light breakfast, and headed for my Mom's house a little after seven. The trip flew by, the three hours seemed like one. As we pulled into the driveway the dog, Bud, started barking. Mom didn't need a door bell. She met us at the door, with the usual hugs and kisses. Kate was standing right behind her. More hugs and kisses. "Come in. Come in. I'm just fixing some tea. Would you like some?"
"Of course we would, Mom."
We walked into the house that I had grown up in, and into the kitchen where I had eaten many, many, meals. Mom got the tea and cookies. And, we sat at the table, sipping tea and eating cookies, and sharing small talk.
Finally mom asked, "All right, what's up with you two that we had to have a face to face talk?"
I looked at Janet and she looked at me. I took a deep breath, and started, "I don't know if Kate is aware of this or not. But, Mom, I know you are. I lost a bet to Janet a few months ago, and it really brought this whole thing out.”
Looking at my sister, I continued with, “Kate, when I was growing up I had a thing for feminine things. I use to wear yours and Mom's things. I didn't know that Mom knew until I lost the bet, and Janet told me. She didn't know if you knew or not."
Kate smiled, and said, "I knew. Mom said to keep it quiet. That Dad didn't need to know. So, I never said anything."
"If Dad had ever found out, I would have never been able to sit down." I went on to tell them about my time at the day spa and the special services there, going out, the support group, the club, all the new friends, and how I felt when I was Briana.
Then I dropped the bomb with, "I've been offered a job at the day spa as receptionist and web mistress. It requires me to present myself as female. I've thought long and hard about it, and it's something I want to do. But, I need your support, and understanding. In order to present as a female I need to change my voice, either by going to a speech pathologist and learning, or having surgery on my vocal chords which would be a permanent change. If I go with the surgery, I'd be living as a woman full time. I don't think I could handle changing back and forth between Brian and Briana."
Mom asked, "You’re not going to have a sex change, are you?"
"No. Absolutely not."
"How does Janet feel about this?"
"I support Brian completely in this, Mom.”, Jamet said, “I've really enjoyed having Briana around, it's been a lot of fun. Briana is more at ease and easier to get along with than Brian. It's a completely different person, but the same person. If you know what I mean. There have been some trials and tribulations, but we've overcome them. We've had some long talks about this. It's what we both want."
Kate asked the usual question, "You’re not gay or bi are you?"
"No, Sis. I love Janet and only Janet. And, of course you guys."
"I was wondering about the eyebrows. They're too neat for a guy."
"Sis, you're the first one to notice, or at least comment about them."
"Would you like to meet Briana?", Janet asked.
"I think that might be nice.", Mom said.
Kate with a twinkle in her eyes, just said, "Yes."
Janet looked at me, and said, "Go get her."
"This will take a little while. So, you three enjoy your visit."
I got up, walked out to the car, and retrieved my bag from the trunk. I headed upstairs to my old room, that Mom kept for our overnight visits. She hadn't changed it much from when I lived there. It always brought back found memories. I laid out the clothes, got out the breast forms, wig, and makeup case. I stripped, put on a strapless bra, placed the forms in them without glue, put on the gaff, slipped on a pair of panties, sat down and put on a pair of panty hose. I took the wig, and makeup case to my Mom's room, sat at her dresser and proceeded to transform myself from Brian to Briana. I went back to my room, and finished dressing. I had brought along a new off the shoulder peasant blouse and matching long skirt. I slipped on a nice turquoise necklace and matching bracelet. I added a couple of matching earrings, I love having my ears pierced. A little of my favorite perfume in the right places. And, last but not least my favorite pair of sandals with a two inch heel. I went back to Mom's room to take a look in her full length mirror. And, there stood Briana. I primped my hair a little, and was ready for the unveiling.
I slowly walked down the stairs and towards the kitchen. Mom and Kate had their backs towards me. Janet saw me standing in the door, smiled, and said, "Mom. Kate. I'd like you to meet Briana."
Mom and Kate turned towards the door. Kate's eyes got as big as saucers. Mom just stared, I saw a tear in her eye, her hand went to her mouth, and she said, "Oh my!"
"Mom don't cry. I'll go change back."
"No. No. I'm crying because you’re so beautiful. Kate, go stand next to him, I mean her."
Kate got up and walked next to me.
"Janet. Look at the two of them. Don't they just look like sisters?"
"Yes. They're almost identical. Briana is taller. But, they are both so much alike."
"Come and sit. Lets talk some more."
We talked like four girl friends for the next hour. I felt that Mom and Kate were really accepting of Briana, and what we were planning. I think Mom could accept me has her second daughter. We then decided to go to a local restaurant for a late lunch. Everyone knew Mom and Kate there, so I was going to be Mom's niece. We then drove over to the cemetery, to visit Dad's grave, at Moms insistence. There Mom told us that Dad's youngest brother, that I had never met or had known about, was gay. And, that the family had disowned him, and no one knew what had happened to him. We then headed back to Mom's. She fixed coffee and we all had a piece of cake. Mom got out the camera, and took a number of pictures of everyone, me by myself, me and Kate, me and Janet, the three of us, and then a shot of all four of us using the cameras timer. We left around five, so that we could get home in time for Janet to get ready for work on Monday. I didn't change back into Brian, and it surprised Mom that I was really that comfortable with my feminine self to drive for three hours.
As we were driving, we talked. And, Janet said, "Your Mom, Kate, and I had a nice talk while you were changing into Briana. I explained how I felt, and about all the talks we had, had. I think that they understand how you feel, and where you’re taking this. They love you very much, and support you completely."
"I felt the same thing, while we were talking at lunch. It's like they knew that Briana was always there while I was growing up, at least Mom did. I felt the support grow the longer we were together, it was like it was the way it was meant to be. I feel like a real load has been lifted off my shoulders."
"I wish I had a camera when your Mom saw you for the first time, and said 'I'm crying because you’re so beautiful.’ The look on your face was priceless."
"You should have seen hers."
We smiled at each other.
Just before we arrived home, Janet asked the loaded question, "Have you made a decision?"
"Yes. I have the support from the people that mean the most to me. I love being Briana. I think it's going to be a go."
I saw a smile on Janet's face.
I called Shelly. "Hi Shelly. It's Briana." . . . "Great trip. Very worth while." . . . "Yes." . . . "Yes." . . . "Mom and Kate were very supportive. My Mom now has a second daughter." . . . "Yes, I'd love the job. And, yes I'll start working on the voice right away. What's the name and the phone number of the doctor that Cathy used." Janet looked at me first in shock, then with a smile. "Ok, got it. I've got a start on the web page. I'll have something for you to look at in a couple of days." . . . "Talk to you later."
"You’re going to see the doctor?"
"Yep. I want to know about all the options. I also want the name of the voice pathologist?"
I got a very long deep kiss. And the romp in bed was truly amazing. I really love it when Janet takes control.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
I had decided to take the job that Shelly had offered. I found that I had the support of everyone that really mattered to me, my mom, my sister, and most of all Janet. I was going to spend the next few days checking out all the options. I was leaning toward a permanent voice change, and then really living full time as a woman. There was just something that really did feel so right about it.
Janet gave me the name and phone number of the speech pathologist. On Monday morning, I called both the doctor, really a plastic surgeon, and the pathologist. I was able to get into see the doctor on Thursday evening. He kept that time open for special patients. The pathologist couldn't see me until next week on Tuesday. The plastic surgeon's office e-mailed me a questionnaire, which I filled out and e-mailed back.
Over the next few days, I worked on the web page for the spa. I also did some deep web surfing, looking for information on changing one's voice. I also found some very interesting information out there on all aspects of male to female changes. On Wednesday evening Shelly and Cathy came over to look at what I had done on the web page. They were very happy, but had a few suggestions, and changes.
We sat around talking about the spa and my job there. Shelly reached into the oversize purse, which she always carried, pulled out two bottles, and said, "We brought you a present. It's the stronger formula of the moisturizer. It's the one that after two uses will render the hair follicles inactive permanently. Cathy used it, and continues to use it, it keeps her skins softer than any other moisturizer that we've tried."
"Thank you.", I said.
"Is Janet going with you tomorrow?"
"We haven't talked about it. But, I hope she does."
"It might be good. The doctor can also talk with her, to be sure that this is a mutual decision."
"Can you get tomorrow off?", I said looking at Janet.
"Already done. Figured that you might like me to tag along."
"I'm sorry that I didn't say anything earlier."
"That's ok, I guess. You've had a lot of things on your mind."
The appointment was at six o'clock on Thursday evening. Janet had some errands to run in the morning, coming back with a few packages. I took a nice long hot bath using scented oils. The doctor’s office was in Middle Field where the Queen's Court club was, we left home a little before five, and found the doctors office without a problem. We were the only ones there, and the receptionist had me fill out the usual pile of forms. His nurse came out to the waiting room, and said, "MS Blankenship?"
"Yes."
"Please come with me."
"Can my wife come along?"
"Of course."
We followed her toward the exam rooms. She took my height, weight, blood pressure, and temperature. And, then asked me a ton of question, finally saying, "The doctor likes to have pictures taken of all new patients. He uses them to show you how various changes will effect your appearance, and for before and after comparisons. Do you mind?"
"Of course not."
"He likes to have them taken completely disrobed. Is that ok?"
"Sure."
"Here is a gown. Please remove all your cloths, including all your underwear, and I'll be back in a few minutes.", she handed me the gown and walked out the door.
"All business. Isn't she?", I commented.
Janet just smiled.
I undressed and put on the gown, one of those that shows your full backside. The nurse came back in with a digital camera, and she took four head shots, front, left, right, and back. Then she had me remove the gown, and again four shots. She then pulled out a tape measure and said, "I need to take a number of body measurements." She started at my head and worked her way down, neck, chest, waist, etc. She then said that the doctor would be with us soon.
About fifteen minutes later the doctor, Dr. Vincent, knocked and walked in.
"Hello. I'm Dr. Vincent, and you must be MS. Blankinship, and you are?", he said looking at Janet.
"I'm Janet Blankship, Briana's wife."
"Good. Seeing you here tells me that you support this is at least in part."
"I'm in full support of this Dr. Vincent."
"Good. I see by the questionnaire that you are interested in a voice change to female."
"Yes."
"You realize that this is a permanent change?"
"Yes, I'm looking into both. The surgery, and also retraining through a speech pathologist. But, I'm leaning toward the permanent change. I want to live full time as a female."
"Let's see. According to the questionnaire, you’re not interested in a sex change. Correct?"
"Correct."
"The voice surgery is done by a colleague that is an ear, nose, and throat specialist. If you do decide on the surgery, you'll meet her the day before surgery. She has done about one hundred of these, with no complications. Except, for those people who didn't follow their post surgery instructions. Can you fill me in, in detail on your story, and do you mind if I tape record it for my records?"
"No, I don't mind you recording it." And, I proceeded to tell him my complete story from childhood until today. When I was done, he proceeded to examine me completely. He then said, "Why don't you get dressed, and we'll talk more in my office. Just come out into the hall, turn right, and it's the first door on your right."
After he left, Janet said, "I like him. He seems very nice."
"Me too. Cathy had nothing but praise for him."
I finished dressing, and Janet and I walked down the hall to his office. We knocked, and heard, "Come in."
The doctor was sitting behind his desk, working on his computer. And, he said, "Have a seat. And, it's Briana and Janet. Right? Do you mind if we use first names? It’s just easier that way. You can call me, Dr. Bob."
"First names are fine.", Janet said.
"According to the questionnaire, you have an interest in some other procedures to be done at the same time."
"Yes."
Janet looked at me, a little surprised. I turned, and smiled at her.
"Some new information for Janet, I see."
"Yes. We didn't talk about this, I thought I would keep it as a surprise until today."
"Well, lets see what she thinks of your ideas. While you were dressing, I worked up some graphics that show some of the things that you asked about. Remember what you’re going to see may not be exactly what the final out come will be. Now, you asked about a little work on your nose. Here is what I think might look good on you. We narrow it a little, and add a little up turn."
He popped up a picture of my face from three sides, showing before, on a large screen hanging on the wall. Then, below them the same three pictures, but with modifications to my nose.
"Now, I took a liberty on something. You didn't show interest in this one way or another. But, cheek implants will really add to your feminine appearance. Actually more than doing anything to you nose. In fact your nose isn't bad for a woman."
He added three more pictures. These showed the cheek implants, without the nose job. It really enhanced my look.
"In fact.” Dr. Bob continued, “In taking a close look at your face, the only thing that I would do is the cheek implants. If you weren't going to have anything else done, we could do it right here in the office, using a local. Your Adams Apple will be smaller, once my colleague is finished. And, the nose job won't change things that much. Your nose is almost perfect for your feminine face. Ok, so far?"
"Yes."
"Breast implants. You indicated an interest in implants. Not interested in hormones?"
Janet again looked at me with surprise.
"No, we're not interested in hormones.", I replied.
"There is a new procedure out, in fact it's only in clinical trials right now. And, we are part of the trial, and have done a dozen procedures with complete success. And, there have been more than one hundred and fifty procedures of this kind done, with no problems. Most have been done on women for breast reconstruction, and only a few on transgendered people. I can't tell you much about it yet, but if I can get you accepted into the study, the company will pick up the full cost. The only requirement, is that you come back to see me on a regular basis. I can only tell you, that you won't lose nipple sensitivity as with some implants, and the scar will be completely invisible once it's healed. With breast implants on a transgendered, I also recommend that the hips and buttocks have some work done. Here take a look."
He cleared the screen, and brought up my full body shots, all four profiles. He then started adding breasts to the pictures, he worked up from an A to a D cup, and also added the changes to my hips and butt.
He added, "We can decide on the cup size at a later date, but I wouldn't go any larger than a D. In fact that may be too large, a full C might just be perfect."
We sat and talked for another three quarters of an hour. Janet, was intrigued with the breast implant idea. And, I was impressed with the changes the cheek implants would create in my face. It was a little after eight when we left Dr. Bob's office, and I told him that we were going to talk this over, and that I would get back to him after I met with the speech pathologist on Tuesday.
After we got in the car, Janet said, "Any more surprises for me MS Briana?"
"No. I just wanted to check into everything. You know me, 'Just the facts. Nothing but the facts.'"
"Ok. But, no more surprise. Especially like this."
"Sorry. But, the more I've thought about this, the more permanent I want it to be. You got me going with Briana, and I love you and her. I just want to make us happy." The tears started again. I'm glad we were still sitting in the parking lot.
"Don't cry.", Janet said.
"I'm sorry. It just came over me again."
"Do we need to see someone? Are you depressed?"
"I'm not depressed. And, I don't think I need to see anyone. I've got you and that's all I need."
I finally got the tears stopped, and we headed home. We talked long and hard all the way. Janet was only slightly upset that I hadn't said anything about the breast implants or anything else before we saw the doctor. And, she got over it fairly quickly.
We got home around nine. Janet told me to fix us a couple of drinks while she changed. It took her longer than normal to change, but then I heard her walk into the livingroom. I turned, and there she stood, in what I call my 'school girl' look. The short plaid skirt that hits mid thigh, white blouse, which she had tied in a knot just below her breasts. But, no white socks and saddle shoes, she had on white hose, and black shoes with 4" heels and ankle straps. She lifted her skirt a little and showed me the tops of her nylons were attached to a garter belt.
"Your turn to change. Everything is laid out on the bed. No panties or gaff.", she said with an evil smile.
I half ran to the bedroom, laid out on the bed was the identical outfit that Janet had on except the shoes were red. I changed as quickly as I could. I carefully walked back to the livingroom. I haven't walked in 4" heels very often. She was sitting seductively on the couch, showing the tops of her nylons. She patted the seat next to her, and said, "Come here and have a seat." I walked over and sat next to her, she handed me my drink.
We sat, drank, and just looked at each other. She sat her glass down on the end table, took my glass, and set it next to hers. She moved closer, placed her hand behind my head, and pulled me into a deep kiss. She continued kissing me, and started playing with my false breasts. She then started kissing and nibbling on my neck and ears. A major turn on for both of us. She must have spent ten minutes there before she untied my blouse, removed it, unzipped my skirt, and worked it off. She started kissing and licking her way down my body. She kissed and nibbled the inside of my thighs. Needless to say, I had a major erection by then. She looked at me, and said, "I've never seen such a big clit." With that she licked it from base to tip, it sent waves a pleasure through me. She took it in her mouth, very slowly. I watched as it disappeared between her bright red lips. The actions of her tongue and lips were just fantastic. She would bring me to the edge, stop, look up into my eyes, smiled, and then start again. I finally couldn't hold on any longer, and I warned her, "I'm coming." She picked up the pace, and I came in an earth shattering orgasm that seemed to last minutes. She continued to suck until I was dry.
She looked into my eyes, smiled, and said, "Now it's your turn, lover." With that she gave me a deep kiss, again I could taste my juices, but this time she passed some to me that she hadn't swallowed. It surprised me a little, the texture was completely different from anything that I had experienced before, but not unpleasant. I was still completely turned on, as was she. She changed her position on the couch, and I took off her blouse and bra. I started deep kissing her, still tasting my juices, I worked on her neck and ears, and then started down her body. I purposefully kept my hands busy on her breasts, and away from her pussy, this drives her crazy. I stopped for a while at her navel. She finally pushed my head down toward her pussy. I knew what she wanted. I lifted the skirt, saw her garter belt, stockings, and a completely hairless pussy. I looked up at her, she grinned, and asked, "You like?" I came back with, "I love!", and dove between her legs. When my tongue hit her clit, she screamed, she had the quickest orgasm that I've ever seen her have. I spent a long time exploring this hairless honey pot. She finally begged me to stop, after a number of strong orgasms.
We cuddled for a while on the couch, just holding each other. I finally asked, "When did you do that?"
"Shelly did it this morning. It was a present for you. And, I'm going to keep it this way. In fact, I'm going to use the improved moisturized on it, so that I don't have to go through another wax job like that."
"Was it worth it?"
"Every little painful rip. Do you really like it that way?"
"Very much. I think it was worth the pain, as long as it was you and not me.", I said with a grin that got me a playful punch.
The next morning Janet had to go to work, something about a meeting with the big boss. We decided, that if I decided to have the implants that we wouldn't tell anyone until after the surgery. Janet called about two in the afternoon, with some great news. She had been promoted to department head, and her old boss, James Goldman, was made vice-president of operations. She was very excited. I made her a fantastic candle light dinner to celebrate.
We talked more over the weekend about what we should do. And, finally made up our minds, that I should have the surgery without talking to the speech pathologist. So, on Monday I called the doctors office and told him of our decision. He said that he had checked into getting me into the breast implant trial, and was able to, because they were looking for transgendered people to participate in it. He transferred me to his secretary, who took all the additional information that was needed to schedule the surgery, she would call me back when everything was set up. I called Janet and told her what I had found out.
Dr. Bob's secretary called back on Tuesday, and the surgery was scheduled for two weeks, at the Middle Field Hospital. I needed to be there by two in the afternoon on the Monday before. I again called Janet and told her the details. She said, "Don't make dinner. I want to take you out to celebrate." She didn't have to tell me twice. I didn't mind cooking for us, but I'd rather go out. She took me to Lombardie's, and we had a nice dinner like two girl friends, two very close girlfriends.
I asked her, "Do you think I should call Mom?"
"Yes. But, let's don't tell her about the other things. Just keep it to the voice change. Same thing with Shelly and Cathy. Let's keep it our little secret, until it's all done."
I called Mom that evening and told her that we had decided on the permanent voice change, so I was going to have minor surgery in two weeks. She wanted to come and sit with Janet, but I lied to her and told her it was minor surgery. And, that it was done as out patient surgery. And, that I'd call her as soon as the doctor said I could talk, but Janet would call her as soon as we were home.
I then called Shelly and Cathy, and basically told them the same thing. They were excited for us.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
I had decided to go for a permanent voice change, and a few more minor changes to make me more feminine. Minor changes? Maybe not minor, but changes. Brest implants, cheek implants, hip implants, and butt implants.
We had told my mother and sister about what I was doing, going to work at the day spa as the receptionist, and webmistress. And, that I needed to look like a woman to do it. We told them that I was only going to have surgery to modify my voice. The rest was going to be a surprise.
The following two weeks dragged by. We did attend a support group meeting with Shelly and Cathy. It was hard not telling anyone what was planned.
The Monday before surgery finally arrived. Janet had taken today and tomorrow off from work to be with me. About one that afternoon, we headed for the Middle Field Hospital, and arrived just before two. I went through all the paper work, and was taken to a private room. As instructed I undressed, and put on one of those nasty hospital gowns. A nurse came in, took all my vital signs, and about half a gallon of blood, or so it seemed. Then it was off to x-ray for a chest x-ray, and full facial pictures.
We had just finished dinner, not bad for a hospital meal, when there was a knock at the door, and it opened. In walked Dr. Bob, and what I took to be his colleague. "Hi Briana. Hi Janet.", he said, "This is my colleague Dr. Lisa Vincent. She is going to be doing your vocal chord surgery."
"Dr. Lisa Vincent? Any relation?", I asked.
"Yes, she's my wife."
"Very nice to meet you Dr. Vincent."
"Very nice to meet you to Briana. And, you can make it Dr. Lisa."
Dr. Lisa preceded to give me a good going over, at least my throat and neck. When she was done, she said, "Very good. Dr. Bob was right. You are a very good candidate for this procedure. We'll have you sounding like a girl very soon, and your Adams Apple will become smaller, almost to the point of disappearing. You won't be able to talk for a little while after the operation. In fact I don't want you to even try for two or three days."
I nodded ok.
"I have some other patients to see. I'll leave you in Dr. Bob's hands, and see you early tomorrow morning." She walked out of the room.
"She seems very nice, but all business.", I said to Dr. Bob.
"Yes, she is that. A very good doctor, and surgeon. Now, I did get you into the breast implant trial, so you’re all set there. I'll explain everything to the two of you after surgery, and that is scheduled for seven in the morning. Dr. Lisa will do her procedure first. Then we'll do the breast implants and cheek implants, followed by the hips and buttocks together. I sometimes like to move fat from one part of the body to another. But, you don't have that much body fat, so I'm going to use implants on yours. Any questions?"
"No."
"My nurse will be along shortly with papers for you to sign. I'll see you tomorrow.", he said as he walked out of the room.
About fifteen minutes later Dr. Bob's nurse came in. "Hi Briana. I'm Nancy, Dr. Bob's nurse. We're going to be doing a number of procedures on you tomorrow, and I need your signatures on these so that we can do them."
I looked them over, it was the usual, permission to do this or that procedure, you can die during surgery, etc. I signed each one, and handed them back to her.
"You get a good nights sleep, and we'll see you in the morning.", she said.
"Thank you."
As she walked out the door, I looked at Janet and mouthed, "Completely different than at the office."
"She must have had a bad day. I have those, too."
Janet wasn't going to drive home, but took a room at a local motel, so she could be at the hospital early. She left at the end of visiting hours, and I was alone with my thoughts. I figured that I wasn't going to sleep, but within minutes of Janet leaving I was sound asleep. The next morning, a nurse came in at about five to give me a shot of some kind, and Janet came in a little before six. The shot must have been some kind of tranquillizer, as I got really drowsy. Janet sat, and talked to me. But, I sure don't remember what it was about. At about six thirty, a couple of orderlies came in with a Gurney to take me to surgery. I gave Janet a kiss, and said, "I love you. See you in a little while."
“I love you too.", she said.
The surgery went smoothly. I remember walking up in recovery, it was just like someone flipped a switch, I was asleep and then fully awake. Dr's. Bob and Lisa were standing there. Dr. Bob said, "Everything went great, just like planned. Remember, don't try to talk. And, we'll see you in a little while in your room, and tell you all about it. You'll be here in recovery for another hour or so, and then they'll take you back to your room. I’ve also told Janet that everything went great, and to go get some lunch. We'll see you in a little while."
I laid there and closed my eyes, and must have fallen back asleep. As it seemed like it was only minutes before I was being wheeled back to my room. Janet was sitting there, all smiles. After they got me into bed, she sat down, held my hand, and said, "Hi there. They told me everything went as planned, and they would be in to talk to us soon. I brought you a pad of paper and pencil, so that you could write messages. I also called Mom and told her that everything went fine." I took the paper and wrote, "I love you." She smiled, and said, "I love you too." And, I dosed off for a little while.
An hour or two later the doctors walked in. Dr. Lisa started, "Everything went just fine. You'll have a sore throat for a few days, and also be on liquids for a while. I don't want you to even try to talk until I see you in my office in four days, and then we'll see how you’re doing, and decide on how soon you can start talking. Ok?"
I nodded yes.
Dr. Bob then added, "Like Dr. Lisa said, everything went great. I want you to stay in the hospital for two more days. This will let us be sure that there are no infection or complications. Your cheek implants went in just fine. You may have some swelling, a little pain, and possibly some bruising. There are a few sutures, which we'll take out in a week or so. Follow the instructions on the discharge instructions that you'll get and everything will be just great.
"The hips and buttocks, also went just fine. We used implants, like I said we would. You have a special garment on that will provide support to the area, and you'll need to wear it for a week or so. You can take it off for showers. But, no showers until after all the sutures are out.
"Now, I saved the best for last. The breast implants. To begin with there is no fluid in them. We go in through a small incision in each arm pit. And, they go in rolled up, and we flatten them out above the chest muscle. A little tube leads from the sack to the arm pit, so that fluid can be added until we reach the desired size. Yours can go from A to DD, currently they are at a B. We do this to allow the skin to slowly stretch and become accustomed to the new breast.
“Special fluid, which mimics breast tissue, is slowly added to fill the implant to whatever size you want, and we'll show Janet how to do this. Once you've reached the size you desire, we go in and remove the fitting, seal the tube, and there is nothing showing. One thing you'll notice with these, unlike some implants, they are not symmetrical, it won't look like you have two half balloons for breasts. They will look and feel like real breasts.
"That's enough for now. Both of you get some rest, and I'll stop in and see you tomorrow. And, you can probably go home on Thursday. Ok?"
I shook my head yes. The doctors left. I took the pad and wrote, "Did you get all that? My head was swimming."
"Yes. It all sounded great. We'll get you home on Thursday, and it won't be long before everything is back to normal."
I smiled at her, and fell back asleep.
Later that afternoon nurse Nancy came in with two syringes. She began, "These syringes contain the fluid that is used to fill the breast implants. When Briana is discharged on Thursday, you'll be given a supply of these already filled with the special solution. It's thicker than water, so these have a large size needle to make it easier to inject the fluid. We recommended that you add no more than 10ml's a day. This way the skin has a chance to slowly stretch as the implant expands. It will take a while to reach your desired size, but it will be worth it. Janet will need to do this for you. It’s too hard to do it yourself. I'll do the right side, and show Janet how. Then she can do the left side.
"Here's the end of the filler tube. There is a little cap over a rubber like membrane that the needle will poke through.", she said, showing Janet the fitting. Then as she did the steps, she instructed Janet, "First you remove the little cap, then you wipe the fitting with an alcohol wipe, to prevent any contamination. Then remove the cap off the syringe, and push the needle through the membrane. Then slowly push the plunger until the syringe was empty. Pull it back out, and put the syringe in a biohazard container. We'll give you one of those. Then finally put the cap back on the filler tube. Easy. Your turn."
Janet went through injecting the fluid into the left side, just like she'd done it a hundred times before. Nancy was impressed, "You've done this before, haven't you."
"No. Never."
"Well, you did great. You won't have a problem doing this at home. I'll be back tomorrow, to check the sites, and give you the injections. See you then.", she said as she walked out the door.
The next two days at the hospital dragged. The only saving grace was Janet's visits, and on Wednesday afternoon when Shelly and Cathy showed up. They were really surprised with the cheek implants. I was able to hide the breasts from them, until Nancy walked in to check the sites and give me my injections.
After Nancy left, Shelly said, "You little sneak. Breast implants and you didn't tell us."
I wrote on my pad, "We wanted it to be a surprise. I guess I shouldn't tell you about the hip and butt implants either." Followed by a smiley face.
"You are a sneak. But a lovable sneak. Does your Mom know?"
"No. I thought that Janet and I would go over after everything heals, and do a show and tell.", I wrote.
Janet took me home on Thursday afternoon. She had the couch in the livingroom all set up so that I could relax. She gave me my shots, and fixed a very nice dinner, of course mine was still liquid, but tastier than what the hospital had been giving me. Friday was a quiet day, Mom called to see how I was doing. And, Jackie told her that I was doing well, but wasn't supposed to talk yet.
Friday just dragged by, and Saturday I had an appointment with Dr. Lisa in the morning. She checked me out, and said that everything looked great. She then had me try speaking in a whisper. It hurt a little, like a sore throat, but I could hear a definite change in the pitch of my voice. Janet smiled when she heard it. The doctor said, that I could continue speaking in a whisper, as long as it didn't start hurting too much, and that I could start eating soft foods. And, as it felt better I could use it more and more. She wanted to see me again in another week, unless I had a problem. On the way home, Janet and I talked a little. I didn't want to push things too far, and end up undoing the doctors’ work.
Later that day I had a surprise, Shelly and Cathy came over for a visit. We sat and chatted for a while about a number of things, when Cathy said, "We have a present for you."
I whispered, "A present? What? Why?"
"You'll see in a minute. And, it's just because. I need to go to the car.", she said as she got up.
She was back in a few minutes carrying a couple of cases. "We, Shelly and I, decided that you needed a real pick me up. And, we both know what a pain it can be to wear a wig all the time. So, as our gift to you, we are going to do a hair weave. And, we're going to use real hair, no synthetics for you. Then tomorrow, you can come to the spa, and we'll do a full hair treatment, and your hair will look just fabulous."
"Wow! That's too expensive.", I whispered.
"No arguing now. You'll hurt your new voice, and we can't have that."
They had me sit in a kitchen chair, and went to work. It took them quite a while, but when they were done, I had a very nice head of hair, that actually went down below my shoulders and it looked natural. I was impressed, as was Janet.
"Guys, this looks great. I can't thank you enough."
"We couldn't have our new receptionist and webmistress looking shabby. Now could we?"
I gave them both big hugs.
Janet made a big batch of spaghetti and with some of her home made sauce, it was a great first solid food in almost a week. The girls stayed until late evening. And, we made plans to meet them at the spa around eleven the next morning.
On Sunday we arrived at the spa right on time. Shelly and Cathy gave me the works, and I felt like a million dollars when they were done. It was a major pick me up.
Monday I went to see Dr. Bob. He was very happy with how I was healing. He removed the stitches, and replaced them, at least the ones on by hips and butt, with stri-strips. He said that the stri-strips would come off over time. And, that I was healing so quickly, that I didn't have to wear the special garment any longer.
Over the next couple of weeks, I saw the doctors a few times, and they were both very happy with their work, as were we. Dr. Bob took pictures of the breasts for the clinical study, and I filled out a couple of questionnaires. My new voice was going strong, it was somewhat low, and sultry, but there was no doubt that it was feminine. My breasts continued to grow through the injections that Janet was giving me. We had decided to stop at what would be a C cup. Janet was also working on a very important part of my transformation, my deportment, or how to speak and act as a woman. She really put it to me, if I said something like a man would, she would correct me and make me say it properly over and over. And, it wasn't long before everything that I did was feminine. Janet and I, like Shelly and Cathy, came across to everyone like a lesbian couple, except to those that really knew us.
I finally called Mom, and said we were coming to visit. She wasn't sure who she was talking to at first, but quickly figure out that it was me. We made the drive over on a Saturday, as we planned to spend the weekend. When Mom opened the door, she just stood there, looked me over very closely, and said, "You had more done then your voice. Didn't you?"
"Yes, mama."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't want to worry you. And, I wanted it to be a surprise."
"Well, come in, and lets get a closer look."
We went into the livingroom, sat, and filled her and Kate in on everything. My Mom was very surprised with the breast implants. Kate, just sat, looked, and listened, finally saying, "Welcome to the family, sister."
We had a great visit with Mom and Kate. Janet and I slept in my old bedroom. Which to my surprise had been changed somewhat. It now had a feminine look to it. I was very pleased. I now really know that my Mom has accepted my transition.
We left after lunch on Sunday, as there was a meeting of the support group, and we had missed the last one. The meeting was a special one, one that honored the significant others of the members who dressed or were transitioning. When the girls who knew me, saw the new me, they couldn't believe it. And, when they found out that I was going to be living full time as a female, they were really surprised and excited. Everyone was also excited to hear that I was going to work at Shelly's spa. I don't know how many times I had to tell the full story, but it had to be a dozen or so.
Tomorrow we launch the web site, and Tuesday I started at the spa.
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
I now look almost completely like a woman. The only way you could tell that I wasn't, was by the male equipment between my legs. Janet had also worked very diligently on my deportment, so I also now walked, talked, and acted like a woman. Well, not completely, but I'm getting there. Janet can be a real task master. Am I complaining? Definitely not!
Monday was going to be one of those days where you either sink or swim, the spa's web site was going live. We put it up early in the morning, and made sure that it was known to the better web crawlers, and that it got mentioned on a number of the crossdressing/transgendered reflectors. I went in to each link and doubled checked that it worked. Especially the link titled “Special Customers”, this one linked to a page that talked about our transformation services.
When I checked it after lunch, everything was running great. We already had a dozen hits. Janet walked in to my study, and said, "Honey, we need to go shopping. You need clothes for the spa."
"But, I have a closet full of clothes!"
"Boy, do you still have things to learn about being a girl. Any excuse to go shopping. It's part of being a girl. Go get ready!"
I went and changed, and it was off to the mall. We went to Janet's favorite store, of course it wasn't the cheapest place. I must have tried on a dozen different outfits, and settled for three. All were classy and sexy, the skirts hit about mid thigh, and the tops all were the layered look with a jacket. Then it was off to the shoe store. I ended up with three new pairs, all with three inch heels. I got a pair of sandals, a pair of Mary Janes, and a pair red heels with a wide ankle strap. Along with what I had in our closet, I was set at least for the first week, or until Janet wanted to go shopping again.
That evening, we had a very nice light meal and just relaxed. Shelly did call, and asked that I arrive a eight tomorrow, minus makeup, as she had a special look for me. We went to bed early, as I had a stressful day, and tomorrow was going to be a long one.
Tuesday we were both off to work. I felt naked without any makeup on. We walked out of the house together, kissed, got into our separate cars, and drove off in different directions. I arrived at the spa at eight, just like Shelly had asked me to, and Cathy met me at the door with a big hug. We walked back to the room where this whole thing had started such a short time ago. Shelly was waiting for us, and said, "Very nice suit, and I just love those red shoes."
"Janet took me shopping yesterday. I guess I don't have the shopping gene yet.", I said with a grin, as I slipped off my jacket, and sat in the makeup chair.
Shelly reworked my eyebrows a little, and then went to work on my makeup. I could tell that she was applying it heavier than I ever have. She worked for about half an hour, stepped back, nodded in approval, and asked Cathy, "What do you think?"
"Girl. You look good enough to eat."
"Let me see!"
Shelly turned me around to face the mirror. Wow! The look was really provocative. Down right sexy. My eye makeup, was something you'd see on a rock star doing a video. My lips were done in a deep red, with a very nice matching liner. And the way she did my blusher, really brought out my new higher cheek bones. I looked like a very classy lady, going to a major party. "What a look. You really want me looking like this at the front desk?"
"Sure do. You're the first person that a client sees. And, we want to make an impression. I'll do this for you for a few days, but I want you to learn how to do it. I also want to use this look on the main web page. What do you think?"
"Sure. It will really grab your attention. And, that's what we want."
I slipped my jacket back on, and Cathy took a number of glam pictures with the digital camera that we could use on the web page. We then headed back to the reception area. Our first client was scheduled for nine fifteen. Cathy went over the telephones, and the schedule book. There was a chart showing how much time to schedule for each type of procedure, or combination of procedures, and the costs. Shelly had also installed a computer there so that I could keep a eye on the web page and answer e-mails. Mrs. Smyth was our first client, and she was right on time. She was scheduled for a massage, whirlpool, and hair set. Cathy introduced me as the new receptionist. We had a number of other clients scheduled for that morning, and everything went smoothly. I scheduled a number of appointments for later in the week, and the following week. At lunch, I checked the hits on the web page, three hundred and eighty-six since it came up, not bad for the first day. Shelly also showed me how to touch up my makeup. The remainder of the day went great, we had more clients that afternoon, and I answered three e-mails. I just loved being around all these real women, some very sophisticated. I left at five thirty and headed home.
Janet had arrived home ahead of me, and as I walked in the door I could hear her signing to herself. I followed the sound to the kitchen, and found her working on dinner. She hadn't heard me come in, so I stood there and just watched her for a while. God, I love her. I finally coughed to get her attention.
She jumped a little, and turned around. "You scared me. Don't do . . . Wow! Do you look fantastic. You look good enough to eat."
"I figured that you'd like this look. And you and Cathy must have a direct line, she said the exact same thing." I walked over, and kissed her.
"You stay away from Cathy. You’re mine,"
"Are you jealous that Cathy gets to spend the whole day with me?"
"Yes.", she said with a fake little pout.
"I'll run, change, and get this makeup off. And, help you finish dinner."
"Don't you dare. You can change, but leave the makeup on. I want to enjoy it."
"Ok. Ok. The makeup will stay."
I ran to the bedroom, took off the work clothes. And, put on some comfy clothes, an off the shoulder peasant blouse, jeans shorts, sandals with tan toeless stay up thigh highs. Just love this look. I checked my hair, touched up my makeup, and went back to the kitchen and set the table for dinner. We talked about our day, she was very interested in how my day was. I noticed that she was having a problem keeping her eyes off of me. After dinner, she fixed us each a glass of wine, and we went and sat on the patio, to enjoy the evening.
After about half an hour of chit chat, she said, "I can't stand it any longer." She got up, grabbed my hand, and dragged me to the bedroom. Once there, she started to slowly undress me. My blouse came off, followed by my bra. Her hands went to my breasts and nipples. It's really great to have real breasts, instead of the forms. My nipples respond very quickly to attention, and were soon, as she likes to say, 'Very perky.' This also has an effect on my male parts, it's like there is a direct connection from my nipples to my penis, and I got very hard, very quickly. She continued playing with my breasts, and using her mouth on my nipples. She slowly worked her way down my body, until she was kneeling. She took off my sandals, and removed my shorts. She loves my legs in nylons, and just rubbed her hands all over them. She then removed my panties, having a little problem getting them past my erect penis. I then felt her soft lips kissing my penis, and it wasn't long before she had taken me in her mouth. She knew how to drive me crazy, and she was doing it. Just before I was ready to cum, she stopped, and got off the bed.
She then started a slow strip. This was interesting to watch, looking over my 38C breasts. She took about five minutes to fully strip, keeping my interest the whole time. As she stripped, she played with her breasts, and finally her pussy, bringing herself to an orgasm. After she was naked, she walked over to the bed and knelt over me with her legs on either side. She started playing with my breasts again. And, I with hers. My right hand then found it's way to her sweet pussy, which was soaking wet. We continued this play for awhile, until she sat up, positioned herself over my cock, and slowly slid it into her pussy. I could feel her using her muscles to move her pussy around without moving her body. Her eyes were closed, and she had a look of lust on her face. Shortly she started moving up and down, faster and faster. She opened her eyes, and looked at me.
She then did something that she has never done before, bedroom talk. "I just love looking at your gorgeous face. Those gorgeous blue eyes, framed by that sexy makeup. Those pouty, sexy, kissable lips. It's such a fucking turn on." There's a word I've never hear her use before. "Your soft smooth skin. I just love running my hands all over it.". . . "Your big hard clit, feels so good deep in my cunt." My clit? "God, I'm going to cum again. Oh, God!" . . . "You feel so fucking good." She was getting deep into this session, deeper than I've ever seen her. Her body tensed, I felt my crotch become very wet, I came big time, and she collapsed on me. She laid on me for a few minutes, and then her hands started playing with my nipples, they were so sensitive, that I didn't think that I could take it very long.
She sat up, I was still inside her. Again she looked at me, smiled, and mouthed, "I love you." I mouthed back, "I love you too." She then said, "I have another experience for you."
She lifted herself off of me, turned around, and slowly lowered her hairless pussy onto my mouth. I couldn't help but to start licking and sucking, her sweet juices. I then realized that there was something more to her juices, they were mixed with my juices. I then felt her mouth on my cock, she was tasting the same juices that I was. We continued licking and sucking each other, until she came all over my face. I've never seen her this hot. She had gotten me hard again. She got off, laid down next to me, and started nibbling my ear.
She said softly, "Now you know one way girls make love."
"How do you know?"
"I just do.", she whispered, "Honey, just shut up, I want you again. Slow and hard." I rolled her over on her back, got between her legs, she pulled her legs up as far as she could, and I started to enter her. I encountered something tighter than it should be, but everything was so wet, that I slipped right in, her eyes got very big, and she let out a deep moan. I then realized that I had entered virgin territory, her bum. I stopped, and looked at her. She wrapped her legs tight around me, pulling me deeper, saying, "Fuck me." I did as she requested, slow and hard.
I finally collapsed next to her, completely spent. We laid there for a while recovering. Finally I said, "I've never seen you like this."
"You’re complaining?"
"No way. But, what came over you? I've never heard you talk that way. And, since when is my cock a clit?"
"You’re just very sexy, and you turn me on. The words just came, it's how I felt. Also, you look like a girl, talk like a girl, smell like a girl, and feel like a girl, so it has to be a clit. Girls don't have cocks’. And, thank you for a new experience! It won't be the last time."
We laid there cuddling for a while. She stirred, got up, and went into the bathroom to clean up. Came back in the bedroom, put on a nightgown, and robe. And, said, "You had better go, and get cleaned up. You’re makeup is a royal mess. And, then meet me on the patio."
I got up, walked into the bathroom, looked in the mirror, and my makeup was really a royal mess. I carefully removed all the makeup, and smoothed on some moisturizer. I put on a baby doll nighty, grabbed a robe, and went and found Janet on the patio. She had a glass of wine for each of us. We just sat and enjoyed the sunset.
The next two months just flew by. I had been back to see Dr. Bob a couple of times, and he was very happy with the implants. And, the company was ready to announce the product to the medical community. I had mastered the makeup that Shelly wanted me to wear, I even improved on it a little, to the point that it was now really me. Shelly was even starting to allow me to do some of the makeup on our special clients. It's an art, transforming a males face to appear female.
One Tuesday morning when I came in, I was looking through the schedule book for the week. I noticed a name scheduled for Saturday for one of our special client make overs, it was J. Goldman. The name sounded familiar, but I just couldn't place it. I thought about it until lunch, and called Janet.
"Hi lover.". . . "Oh, just a great day.". . . "Nothing really important. But, we have a special client scheduled for Friday. And, the name rings a bell, but I can't place it. And, I thought that you might know." . . . "It's Goldman, J. Goldman.". . . "You’re old boss, James Goldman?" . . . "Does he come across as a crossdresser?" . . . "No. Maybe it isn't him. Do you have a picture of him?" . . . "The company brochure. Can you bring one home?" . . . "Good. See you tonight. Love you."
The rest of the week went as usual. The web page was bring in new clients, both real girls and special girls. Saturday rolled around, and J. Goldman was our last client and was scheduled for four in the after noon. At about three forty five, a man walked in, he appeared a little nervous, and it was Janet's old boss James Goldman. I greeted him in my usual friendly manner.
"Good afternoon, sir. Can I help you."
"Yes. I'm Jim Goldman, and I have an appointment at four.", he replied a little nervously.
"Yes. Mr. Goldman. Shelly and Cathy will be with you shortly. Please have a seat. And no need to be nervous, we're all friends here."
"I know. It's that..."
"It's that it's the first time you've had a make over. Right?"
"Yes. And, I'm just afraid that someone that shouldn't know will find out."
"No one will hear it from us. Our schedule book is not computerized for that reason, it's locked in a safe every night, and only three of us have the combination. Sit back, relax, and enjoy this experience."
"I'll try."
"What brought you to us."
"Well, I've been crossdressing most of my life, my wife is somewhat supportive. She runs hot and cold. And, will sometimes even buy me things. It's confusing at times. I contacted the membership chairman of the local support group, and had a long talk with him, I mean her, about my problem. I'm attending their meeting tonight as a guest, and wanted to look my best. So, I started searching the web for a place like yours and ran across your site. I read it over and liked what I saw. Wait. You're the girl on the main page."
"Yes I am. And, thank you for the compliment on the web page, I'm also the webmistress."
"You’re more than welcome. It's a very well done page. Anyway, I looked through your pages, and was impressed by the before and after pages of some of your clients. I looked over your various services, and figured that the spa was my best bet."
"Again, thank you. I'm also one of the before and afters."
"You can't be?"
"I am. I found my true self in being female. I got laid off from my job, spent most of my time dressed, and found that it was the real me. I've had some surgery, voice, breasts, etcetera. My first real make over was here, we became close friends with the owners, and they offered me a job doing this and the web page."
"We?"
"My wife and I."
"You’re married?"
"Yes. My wife is the one that really opened my eyes to my feminine side. And, yes, I'm still male where it counts. We present as a lesbian couple, but we're really married."
He just sat there, taking it all in.
I continued, "You know, you could go to the meeting with us tonight, as our guest. We're going out to dinner, my wife, Shelly, Cathy, and I, and then to the meeting. And, you’re welcome to join us."
"Shelly and Cathy go to the meetings?"
"Oh yes. They support the special girls, and attend the meetings regularly."
"I'd go with you, but I don't want to embarrass you. I was going to change at the meeting location"
"You won't embarrass us. The restaurant is very friendly, and there will probably be other girls there. Go get your things, and change here after your make over."
"That would be great.", he got up and walked out the door.
I picked up the phone and called Janet. "Janet." . . . "It is your old boss." . . . "No kidding. It's really him." . . . "We just had a nice chat. And, he's going to the meeting tonight. So, I invited him to join us for dinner, and then be our guest at the meeting." . . . "It will be interesting." . . . "No, I'll tell him before you get here. Don't want to give him a heart attack." . . . "Got to run. See you at five thirty."
Mr. Goldman walked back in with his suit case. And, was about to sit down, when Cathy walked in, to take him back. I introduced the two of them, and told Cathy about him going to dinner and the meeting with us. She took him back to start his make over.
I waited a good half an hour, closed up the reception area, locked the door, and went to the back. They had just brought him back from the waxing room. He had decided to, along with the make over, to have his legs waxed. Shelly was just starting on his make over, and Cathy was working on his nails.
Shelly said, "Oh, there you are Briana. I understand that Mr. Goldman is going to dinner and the meeting with us."
"Yes. We had a nice chat when he arrived. He has a wife that is sometimes supportive and sometimes not. And, I think that he's looking for some help."
"Well there are some real good people there that know a lot about that subject. He should be able to find some help."
"There is also some good information on the groups web page. I'll write the URL down for him. You know James. Once were done here, we can't call you James any longer. Do you have a fem name that you use?"
"I like, Anna Marie."
"Good. Anna Marie, it will be. And, there is something that I need to tell you before my wife arrives."
He looks at me with a quizzical look.
"We have met before.", I continued.
"I would have remembered you."
"No. You saw my male side. It was at some of the dinner parties that your company, Myers National, held. Actually my wife use to work for you. And, the two of you received your promotions on the same day."
"You’re wife is Janet Blankenship!"
"Yes." I saw him start to get a little nervous.
"But everyone thought that you were divorced, and that she was in a lesbian relationship."
"We know. We like it that way. And, want to keep it a secret."
"Don't worry about me. I'm worried that people will find out about me."
"Like I told you. You don't have to worry about the three of us or Janet. Your secret is safe with us."
It wasn’t much later that Janet walked in with a, "Hello everyone. Hi James."
"Her names not James, it's Anna Marie.", I said.
"I'm sorry. Hello Anna Maire. I'm very pleased to meet you.", Janet said with a smile.
"Hi Janet.", Anna Marie said kind of sheepishly.
"Anna Marie, don't feel that way. I'm living with a crossdresser, and I find it very interesting. And, they are a very wonderful group of people."
"Yes. But, you're the first person that knows me as James, that has seen me as Anna Marie."
"I don't have a problem with it. And, you shouldn't either. It's part of you, and you’re just letting her out. So, enjoy."
"Anna Marie! Sit still, so I can finish your makeup.", Shelly chimed in. "Cathy, would you get her wig out of her bag."
Cathy got the wig. Held it up, and shook it out. Shelly took one look at it, shook her head, and said, "That will never do. Briana, honey, go and get one of the Amy style wigs in auburn."
I went to the styling room, and came back with the wig. Shelly took it, held it up beside Anna Marie's face, and everyone nodded in agreement. Shelly carefully fitted the wig on her head, brushed it out, and said, "Hello, Anna Marie. Take a look." She turn the chair towards the mirror.
Anna Marie just sat there and looked. Turning her head from side to side. Finally saying, "I didn't know that was inside me."
"Sometimes it takes an artist to bring out the best in us.", Janet said.
"We'd better get going or we'll be late for dinner.", Cathy said.
Anna Marie, got up and took her case into the restroom to change. When she came out, she had on a very nice looking suit, dress shoes with three inch heels, and a few nice pieces of jewelry. The heels made her about six feet tall, as she appeared to be around five nine or ten in stocking feet. She was the tallest of the five of us.
When we arrived at the restaurant, there were three other girls, from the support group, there eating dinner. We stopped at their table, on the way to ours, to say hello, and introduce Anna Marie. She was nervous, but the longer she was with us, the more she relaxed. We had a nice dinner, and conversation. During that conversation, Anna Marie learned that not only was Shelly the president of the support group, but that Cathy was the secretary. And, that Cathy was really Shelly's husband. She couldn't believe it. We then headed to the meeting. Anna Marie was introduced all around. And, became more at ease. She settled in with a group that was there with their significant others, and was really full of questions. She was going to fit in really well.
That's my story so far. I'm still learning many, many things from Janet, Shelly, and Cathy. When you haven't been a girl all your life, and then become one, there is a lot to learn. Janet and I are very happy with our lives, things really couldn't be better. One last thing, Anna Marie brought her wife to the next meeting, and it appears that she has become more accepting. She's been reading the online articles on the groups web page. And, Janet had a nice long talk with her, and she is beginning to understand what crossdressing is all about.
The statement that Cathy had made the first time I met her, "Always have been a man, always will be. At least between the legs. I have the body of a woman and the genitalia of a man. Like I tell everyone, I was born a man and made a woman.", also fits me, and I love every minute of it.
ps. Not really. Read my epilog. Janet
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Never ask your wife, "What’s taking so long?" while she is getting dressed to go out to a fancy dinner. I did, and so far it’s been very interesting.
I was going to try and sneak my comments into Brianna's story just before she posted them. But I figured that I'd wait till the end, so as not to spoil her writing. There are some things that you need to know.
Some of you have probably guessed that I orchestrated Brian's transformation. And, you are correct. I did know of his female side before we were married, thanks to his Mom. She is a real sweet heart. Knowing that he had a feminine side did something to me, I wasn't sure what it was at that time. But, I now know. Here are the parts of the story that she didn't know while she was writing the story, but will when she reads this.
When I met Brian, I was taken by how he wasn't like most of the guys that I knew. He was quieter, more caring, and gentle. When we made love, he wanted to be sure that I enjoyed it more than he did. In everything, from movies, to travel, to sex, he always asked, 'What do you want to do?'. He was what I was looking for in a husband, and I fell in love. His Mom took me aside one day and told me the story of his crossdressing. She felt that I had a right to know, and didn't want either of us hurt if I had a problem with it. She and I talked about it a number of times between out engagement and wedding. We had a story book marriage. Hardly any fights, only minor disagreements, and I usually won.
As I advanced up the ladder in the company I worked for, I had to present a more professional image. One thing that I thought would help, was a professional make over. And, in looking through the telephone book, I ran across Shelly's day spa. I called and found out what services they offered, and the costs. I decided to go for a full day, it wasn't cheap, but it might be well worth it. I really enjoyed my day there, and the royal treatment I received. When I got home Brian really loved what they had done. So, I decided that it was worth going back once a month for the works. Before my third visit, I let the hair on my legs grow, so that I could have a leg wax.
During that third visit, while having my legs waxed, Shelly suggested that I also have a bikini wax. I thought that Brian might just like the look, so I agreed. While she was doing the bikini wax, we were just chatting about nothing. She was working in the bikini area, when I felt her finger brush across my clit. It send a wave of pleasure through my body, I closed my eyes, and took in a deep breath. She said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that." I looked at her, she was smiling at me, and I knew that she had done it intentionally. I became very wet, and uncontrollably smiled at her. She placed her hand on my pussy, started playing with me, and said, "If this bothers you, just say so, and I'll stop." Needless to say, there was no way that I could tell her to stop. I had my very first lesbian experience that day, right there on the waxing table, with Shelly. Later that day, Cathy was working on my nails, and Shelly walked in, sat down, and said, "Did you know that Cathy was really my husband Carl?"
"Your husband!?"
"Yes. He's really a sweetheart." And, she went on to tell me the Carl/Cathy story, that was in Part 2 of Brianna's story.
I asked Cathy, "You really like living as a woman?"
"Very much so. I feel complete this way. Shelly is very happy, and that also makes me very happy. I wish I had been able to do this long before I did it."
Shelly added, "She also knows of my lesbian tendencies, and even what we did earlier today. And, she doesn't have a problem with it. Do you honey?"
"No.”, Cathy said, “I actually knew she was bi before we were married."
So, Shelly and I have had an on going lesbian relationship. Part of my visit to the spa, wasn't for beauty treatments. One thing I did find out, that having sex with Shelly heightened my sexual pleasure with Brian. On those nights after a session with Shelly, Brian and I had a major sex session.
Over the next few months, Shelly, Cathy, and I had many talks about transitioning. They explained the glue on breast forms, the special panty and salve, the moisturizers, everything. The more I heard, the more intrigued I got with the idea Brian doing this. And, I wanted it to happen for him. We worked out a plan, the only thing that I had to do was get Brian to want a make over, and then to the spa. Well, when Brian said, 'What's taking you so long?', it opened the door. We had planned the whole thing, the weekend, the spa, the dinner, and the group meeting. And, what Shelly did to Brian was beyond my dreams, he turned out to be a very beautiful she. The sex with Brian looking so sexy was a major thrill.
The one thing I didn't realize was how I would feel seeing her up on the stage at the Queen's Court that first night. She looked so pretty. I wanted her, as a her, right then, and there. But, I ended up getting too drunk to do anything.
Having Brianna go away on that Sunday was very hard on both of us. She doesn't know this, but on that Sunday I was in the bathroom for a good half hour crying my eyes out. But, having won the second bet, I knew what I was going to do. Brianna was coming back the next weekend.
The telephone call that Friday, that they were laying off the whole department at Brian's work, almost ruined the whole thing. But, it was a blessing in disguise. She didn't see it, but I did. When he was able to spend most of the time as Brianna, she was truly relaxed, she was enjoying herself, and to top it off, the house was spotless.
Getting her to drive to the Queen's Court that Friday night by herself was a great self confidence builder for her. Her performance on the stage for amateur night was just darling. And, that school girl outfit was just a major turn on. The job at Shelly's was a stroke of genius.
I never figured that she would go as far as she did with the surgery. I had been talking to her Mom on a regular basis filling her in on what was going on. She wasn't surprised that he was going the way he was going, but was as surprised as I was about the surgery. His Mom is a really cool person, and played the part just perfectly.
One thing Brianna never did tell you, was about the first time we had sex after she had recovered from her surgery. She was very sweet and romantic. When I arrived home from work, she had a very nice candle light dinner, a shrimp appetizer, small filet minion steaks, and a side of stir fried vegetables. Desert was a small dish of pineapple sherbert. She cleaned up the dishes, brought me a glass of wine, and we enjoyed some time sitting on the patio, watching the rain. We finished the wine, she got up, gently took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. She had placed large candles around the room, and must have lit them before bringing the wine. It was just so romantic.
She slowly undressed me, kissing me very gently everywhere, laid me down on the bed, and slowly undressed herself. Seeing her standing there, naked, a perfect female body, except for the male equipment between her legs was a turn on. I didn't realize how I'd feel the first time we did this, but if it was possible, I loved her more than I did him. She slowly made love to me as only Brianna can. She spent a long time kissing, licking, and nibbling on my nipples. Then slowly worked her way down my body, stopping at my navel, and then going between my legs. She spent a good long time there, brining me to orgasm twice. She then laid down next to me, I played with her breasts the same way she had mine, her having real breasts was so much better than those nasty old forms. Her breasts must have some real sensitivity to them, she was moaning in pure pleasure. I worked my way down to her large "clit", and I began working on her. I pulled off just before she could cum. She rolled me over on my back, and gently mounted me. Looking at her feminine face, and watching her breasts move as she moved in and out of me, just sent me over the edge. My first orgasm, with her penetrating me, was so intense that I almost passed out. She continued working me for a while longer. Bring me to a second orgasm, just before she came. She finally pulled out, laid next to me, cuddling and kissing. She can be so romantic. She knows just what I love.
Now, her first day of work at the spa was something I wasn't expecting. When I saw her standing in the kitchen door, looking as sexy and provocative as she did, it brought my level of lust to maximum overload. I really don't know how I controlled myself through dinner, and wine afterwards. But, I do know that I was deeply in love with her. Knowing that she would have makeup on like that every day was going to be hard, I asked her to remove it before she came home. I didn't love the makeup. I loved the person wearing it. She understood. Though there were days that she would wear it home on purpose.
Jim Goldman was a complete shock. I had worked closely with him for a few years, and had no idea. But, I guess it's hard to tell who's a crossdresser, and who isn't. The talk with his wife was interesting. I filled her in on Brian and the transition to Brianna. She was very interested. I did notice subtle changes in Jim over a period of time, like thinning eyebrows, less hair on his hands and arms, etcetera. Brianna told me that he had become a regular at the spa, at least the day of a support group meeting, at which they both had become regulars. I wonder, is Jim going to join Cathy and Brianna?
Yes, Brianna, Shelly and I are still lesbian lovers. But, it's only a physical thing. You're the one that I love, really love. Cathy is also aware of all of this, and is ok with it.
And, one last thing, honey. The doctors were wrong. I can get pregnant. And, I am. I love you!
Not really the end, love. I one upped you on this, and edited my comments in just after you posted this.
Pregnant! Wow! That is so wonderful. I love you so much!
You may have orchestrated my transformation, but I knew what you were doing, and I loved every minute of it. As long as I can remember, I’ve always felt feminine. Always loved the softer, gentler, things in life. And, you are one of the gentlest, loving, people that I know. What you, Shelly, and Cathy, have done has made me the happiest person in the world. I’m so happy that you’ve allowed me to become who I am.
I know you and my mom talked a lot about me. My mom can’t keep a secret, and told my sister everything. My sister and I are very close, and what my mother told her, she told me. And, she was also very supportive of what’s gone on. She’s known for a long time that I had a softer side, a feminine side.
My old job was really a drag. I didn’t like what I was doing. And, when the layoffs came, I felt like a great weight had been lifted off my shoulders. And, being able to be Brianna full time felt so good, so right. And, the job at the spa, is so wonderful. I’m around very feminine people. I am still learning what it is to be feminine, and have a long way to go. But, interacting with everyone at the spa is like going to college.
I don’t mind that you and Shelly are still lovers. I understand that women are very loving spirts. So am I, and so is Cathy. If you know what I mean. No, we haven’t done that. But, there is a chemistry between us, and you never know.
I know you love me. And, I know that I will always love you.
One thing I really love doing, is looking sexy for you. The sexier the better. And, I know how much it turns you on. Watching the lust in those pretty eyes of yours, turns me on, and wants me to do more.
Speaking of more. If you want me to be more of a girl for you, I’m willing. I’m willing to go all
the way, and have the operation. If you want me to.
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